Growing up is closing the gap between our fantasy self and our real self.We slowly peel away the pretend and reveal the real - and it's hard. It's painful. Because the real is invariably ordinary. And we don't like ordinary. We want to be special. We believe we are special. We've convinced ourselves we are because of our fear of insignificance. But of course we're not special. Not in that sense anyway.
Where we go wrong is we equate "ordinary" with "unimportant". Every life is important because it's unique. Think of that. There will only ever be ONE of you in the whole history of the universe. If price is a function of scarcity - and we know that it is - that makes you pretty valuable wouldn't you say?