I hate when I’m happy for friends. But I’m upset for myself. I wish I could just be happy when good things happen to my friends. Because they deserve it.
Then I have days like today. Where I see friends selected for things my works would qualify for too. That I know my work is really good.
But for one reason or another it wasn’t picked. Theirs was. And I am happy for them. But it gets messed up in my head thinking… maybe I am shit. Maybe I got things I didn’t deserve.
But because they are so happy, I don’t feel like I can say anything about my disappointment without making them feel bad or guilty. Or someone scolding me for daring to be sad.
I don’t want them to have lost to me.
I just wish we could have crossed together.