It's funny how people sometimes can't conceal their false intentions. A lot of people hate others. Out of envy, mostly. I get that. Sometimes, you can't stand watching someone you know get a better leg up on life than you. Man, does that suck. Like battery acid to your gut.
There's a HUGE school of thought that tells you to be happy for that person. Well, fuck that school. Instead, be honest with your disgust. If anything. Don't wear it on your shoulder like a passive aggressive shit. Express it openly. Be clear that their success is YOUR failure. Judge people and divert your eyes so you don't have to stare at their stupid faces knowing you're better than they are.
Of course, this is not the mature approach. How about showing up front kindness and then venting on a blog site? That's my solution anyway.
Look, the people who succeed in life in what you want to do, have their own issues. My heroes probably have THE worst anxiety about staying atop a mountain you can imagine. If you traded lives with them for a minute, you'd be miserable and angry. Envy is a very powerful tool. That's what Facebook relies on. That people will perceive you as a jet-setting iconoclast. When in reality you sit in your underwear staring at a computer screen color correcting photos. The saddest part about this statement is that, somewhere out there...someone envies me over THAT.
Look, the highest point of my day is looking for a fried chicken meal under $4. It's the goal in life to finish work and eat something really bad for you while watching 80's sit-coms. Yes, please be angry jealous of this. What's the end game then? It's to keep eating fried chicken and shooting photos and expressing myself creatively on a daily basis. It's to keep moving forward in my craft. As Indiana Jones said in "Temple of Doom" it's about fortune and glory. More glory then fortune. Then you'd have to explain all the greasy stains on your shirt getting to it.
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