i consider myself to be an incredibly envious person. i don't hate anyone for having a better life than me, but i do get excessively jealous when i see people - especially people my age - succeed.
sometimes i feel guilty because of it. but part of me has just accepted that i'm an envious person - just as i've accepted that suicide will be my way out. i get very happy when something good happens to those i love, but afterwards i often find myself wondering why nothing of the sort seems to happen to me. maybe i should just be content with living a quiet life.
what about you? do you find that you have lots of envy simmering within you?
yupp
But not in that loud, bitter,ENTITLEMENT SENSE BUT IN A GRIEF SENSE
It's more like this sinking feeling that no matter how hard I try, I'll never actually get the life I wanted And I
did try. Over and over again. To the point it just started feeling like I was repeating the same cycle nonstop. Trying, failing, trying again, failing the same way. It messes with your head after a while.
So yeah, I get envious.
Of people at school. Of people outside of it too. Sometimes I catch myself comparing everything. Like, "I'm sorry I'm not as smart as them. I'm sorry I'm not as talented. I'm not known, I'm not gifted, I'm just… here."
And it doesn't even stop there.
Sometimes I envy my friends' families. Which feels stupid to admit, but it's true. Just the way things seem… normal for them. Stable. Safe. Like they didn't have to fight just to get to the same starting point.
I tried my best too but compared to them, it feels like they either made it out or they were never stuck in this in the first place.
And I'm still here,im not invalidating people its just that like im still fighting the same things over and over again
They have new battles and the worst part is I can't even explain it properly to them. I can't tell them why I struggle the way I do, why I can't just enjoy things the same way they can.
Because for them, life didn't force them into these constant choices, these moral dilemmas, these situations where every option feels wrong.
Some of them never had to go through that. Others did, but they got out.
I don't know if I ever will.
So yeah I'm envious.
Not because I hate them.
But because I wish, just once, things could've been that yk
I wanna tell them without me living with my abuser who molested me or having to deal with the fallout of sa or me being powerless compared to my sexual harrasser and groper who was my best friend