Greeneyed Monster, GET OUT!
(That's from the song "Greeneyed Monster" by 80s Chicago punk band Out of Order.)
I would like to feel less envy. I am envious of other people's success, good fortune, seemingly happy lives.
I think I'm even a little envious of the way some people share their miserableness so readily. Maybe it's envy of the freedom to share that they apparently feel. (At the same time, I'm pretty sure I used to do that, and I shudder to think of it.)
But all the envy does is make me angry, or send me into a pit of depression and self-pity. It doesn't inspire me to make myself better, or to work harder, or to feel more compassion.
Maybe as I recognize this is happening, I can work to overcome it?
I would like to feel less envy. I am envious of other people's success, good fortune, seemingly happy lives.
I think I'm even a little envious of the way some people share their miserableness so readily. Maybe it's envy of the freedom to share that they apparently feel. (At the same time, I'm pretty sure I used to do that, and I shudder to think of it.)
But all the envy does is make me angry, or send me into a pit of depression and self-pity. It doesn't inspire me to make myself better, or to work harder, or to feel more compassion.
Maybe as I recognize this is happening, I can work to overcome it?