I’m not sure this is related, but

I feel like I’m living my childhood friends life. Like her childhood.

I was so jealous of her. And I could be really mean sometimes. Of course my 7-12 year old self didn’t realize it was jealously. It started in second grade when she got chosen for the gifted program. Her family also had money, and they would take her out of school to go on vacation. she was popular and athletic. She was literally perfect.

Now I feel like I’m kind of living her childhood. At least in some ways.

I can afford to travel now and I can do things I couldn’t do when I was a kid becasuse my parents couldn’t afford them.

I keep my Facebook public hoping she’ll look me up and see my vacation pictures and stuff that I have bought and realize that I’m not the loser I was in grade school. That I’ve been successful.