Jealousy. The Little Green Monster. Envy.
And many more.
It's a feeling that grows within me in the days preceding Valentine's day. Or rather, Single's Awareness Day. I haven't ever really enjoyed this holiday, and that's not because I just haven't had anyone to share it with, but because of those who do have someone that need to make it painfully obvious that they're not single. I know I can't let that bother me, just because I have no one to hang out with on V-Day (which isn't going to be true tomorrow. I'm hanging out with Amber!! I'm so excited) but again, those people that have someone that make it obvious.
Then there's the overwhelming feeling of inadequacy. And again, jealousy. And I guess it's not just the fact that I'm jealous of the couples, but I start to get jealous of everything. So and so talked to him. So and so called her. So and so did this, or that etc.
And for what? I mean, what's the point of this feeling anyway? What good do for us anyway? It makes us grumpy and sad and beat ourselves up. For something so stupid as a boy.
Boys suck.
They're really the root of all problems. And you thought Pandora had something to do with the evils in the world. WRONG. It was all because of men.
I hate this feeling. Now excuse me while I battle it.
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