yo tengo grande problemo.

Jealousy is a nasty thing,
and it's eating me alive.

I try not to be discouraged by other people's accomplishments, looks, grades, ect., but it just gets to you sometimes. I do realize that everyone is made differently and everyone is beautiful, smart, and talented in their own ways, and I have my ways, but I can't help wishing, "Why can't I look like her? Why can't I be like them? What am I doing wrong?"
It is so easy to fall into the jealousy trap, as I've realized these past few days. I went through this majorlyonce before, and I got over it, reminding myself everyday of my accomplishments, my favorite features, and my talents. I slowly moved through wanting to be like someone else, and I began to feel more comfortable in my own skin, more comfortable with what I can do. But then, I stopped telling myself that I was special. I stopped telling myself that what I had was worth something to the world, and I stopped remembering all that I've achieved. And I found myself spiraling back into the mouth of the green monster-jealousy. There is a sort of arrogance that keeps you out of being jealous. It is not arrogance exactly, because you should never feel like you are better than someone else, but it is the knowledge that you are just as good as them. You know that just because someone can take a better picture, get a better grade, or live a more adventurous life doesn't mean that you are worthless and will always be less than that someone. You have your own way of doing things, and if you like someone else's way, don't be jealous, simply look at what you like about it and try to adapt some of the qualitites into your own way. I have been struggling with this lately--I have just been getting jealous, no adaption even tried.
Even writing this post has helped me find my way out of jealousy a little bit. I know that throughout my life, there will always be someone to be jealous of, and I now realize that by reminding myself of my strengths and all the things I like about myself, I can be who I was meant to be with a clear head, one not filled with longings of another's hair, eyes, skills, or anything else that I think better than mine.