To the most precious you

have you ever compare yourself with someone that excels you in some respects?

have your parents ever compare you with the "next-door kid"?

What does this kind of comparison usually bring?

My mom always thought this comparison is necessary for improvement, without realizing it's a kind of emotional abuse. She loves me but not in the way that I wanted. She is anxious and passes this anxiety onto me without knowing that.

The famous psychologist Alfred Adler ever said: the lucky one got healed from his/her childhood for the whole life, the unlucky one spent his whole life to heal his/her childhood.