When it’s really envy
Like most people I have a few pet peeves, but one thing that is hard for me to understand is deep nasty feelings towards people who loath others because of their good fortune. What am I talking about? Envy.
I should say that like most people I know, there are times in my life where I see someone famous or wealthy and I think “wow I wish I had that!” or “Man what would it be like to go out with a person like that!?” but I say it with an air of humor. While I might really think it would be fun to have a billion dollars or to be able to hang with the big guys, I’m not pissed about where I am at in my life. I feel comfortable saying that I think most people I know are in the same boat. However, there are those times with some people were their level of envy reaches a whole new plateau. Why?
When someone else has good fortune, why loath them? When someone else makes the right choices, why hate them for it? Some things will never make sense to me.
“It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.”