The Arithmetic of Comparison
The feeling of being behind is almost never about time. It is about comparison — the quiet arithmetic where someone else's visible progress...
The feeling of being behind is almost never about time. It is about comparison — the quiet arithmetic where someone else's visible progress becomes the ruler you measure your hidden work against.
The problem is that you are comparing your insides to their outsides, your doubts to their highlight, your beginning to their middle. The instruments were never equivalent. No honest conclusion can come from a dishonest comparison.
Try a different measurement. Not "am I where they are?" but "am I further along than I was, in a direction that is mine?"