feeling empty; broken. i’m envious of every one else’s life where mine seems to pale in comparison. it makes my stomach turn everytime i see someone happy. why is it always others? why is it never me?
like every other mortal, i wish for a little more perfection - not a lot - just enough to leave me grateful. i realise that i loathe people who are exactly like what i want to be. no, not in a poseurific way - just the way i see myself being comfortable, carefree. this constant feeling of being “not good enough” never fails to leave me questioning how i can do things better, to make myself a happier person. but i think we all know that the only way this shitty feeling is going to go is by accepting yourself.
i really want to stop enving others and be the subject of envy. i wish i was a happy person :/
