Why is it sometimes so hard for us to feel genuinely happy for other people in our lives when they achieve success or something really lovely or lucky happens for them?
Do we smile, but through gritted teeth?
How do we feel when we look at this photo, for example?
Do we smile along with the person in it?
Or think she might be showing off?
Or wonder if she wants to ‘rub it in’ that she can afford the money and the time to be where she is, having fun, and we can’t?
In my experience, envy or jealousy doesn’t happen every time – but sometimes it does…
And what does it say about us if we feel a twinge?
Does that mean that we’re a bad person?
Or does it just mean that we’re human? Continue reading “I’m so happy for you… (or am I?!)”