So many people tell us to be like someone else. Like, if there’s two sisters and a mom, one of them seems perfect, and the other is not. The mother fusses at the imperfect child every day, and tells them to be more like the perfect one. The imperfect child knows that her mother just cares too much about what’s on the outside, and continues to be herself. Most of us are that child. Everyone is perfect the way they are. You don’t have to fit in. Be yourself, Live Above the influence.