Three times now, three different friends have displayed envy and or jealousy towards my lifestyle. Never in a vindictive or malice kind of way... they wouldn’t be my beautiful friends if that were the case. But still, it got me thinking. AS I DO!
Why would anyone be envious of my life? I mean seriously, it can be pretty god damn tough just being in my skin some days. Who would want that?
Then I realised... and will have to concur with said friends to determine truth.
Perhaps its not the struggles I face but how I face them? Perhaps its not the shoes I wear but how I wear them? Perhaps it’s not the things I love but how I love them?
Do we become envious of what we see in others because we want to achieve what they have achieved? For me it’s not that... for me it’s all about behaviours.
For me... I have always been envious of my dear friends. Not in a material ways. I am envious of the way they hold themselves, their behaviours, actions and values. I don’t want their outcomes (they wouldn’t be mine), I don’t yearn to be in their shoes (they wouldn’t fit). I love them and appreciate them not for the lifestyles they live but how they live them!
I love you and appreciate you not for the lifestyles you live but how they live them!
"Like wise bright eyes?"
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