I have been going through a grudging phase lately. Every time I saw any acquaintance or friend do something well, or them posting happy photos of dinner gatherings and parties together I get bitter.
I was upset because some of these people only call me up when they need a favour or help with something. And each time I said we should meet up and ask them to tell me when they are free, they are always “busy” – busy with hanging out with other people. I understand it, everyone has priorities and I might not be as good a friend for them as others are to them. But I felt used, and sad I was not a good friend for them.
Then I read about other people’s glories and victories on their Facebook feeds, annoyed that they could set up a business easily as their fathers gave them seed money, or they went to all the right schools due to their families’ wealth.
Mostly, I felt jealous. Keep Reading…
