Envy

I waste too much of my life wanting the lives other people have. I want the flush and anticipation of that new relationship, the fun of doing a job you want to be doing, the joy of holding a little one I can call my own. The envy eats me up inside ..gnawing aching festering like tooth decay. The misery of others makes me happier..makes me feel like my life is better, while their successes send me spiraling into a deep depression washed in green bile.

This confirms I am NOT a nice person.