There are times when another’s achievement psyches me out. It’s a strange thing… It’s difficult for me to rejoice over another’s victory.. I am not talking about my friend topping her class or someone maxing his GMAT. There are a host of God-given attributes, or so they seem… I feel that I missed out on those and now I can’t hone those skills, obviously… Someone who possesses the ability to write a poem, pen an article.. the gift of words… Grr, I ache at the idea of not being blessed with such gifts…
Is this rather a ridiculous feeling? A persistent gnawing discontent.. and inability ot take pleasure in others’ laurels?
I am really not too sure… Recognise and acknowledge your limitations… and your possibilities… 25 is pretty ripe for that, I suppose!
I need to get this sickening thing out of my system… Started out feeling more strongly.. now I feel indifferent, which is probably worse… GOSH! I am turning incoherent….
