Envy of My Friend

I have a friend – well, more like an acquaintance – on FaceBook.  Her name is Paige.  We met and stuck in 6th grade but we both had to move away.  Many things have changed for both of us since then.  She got some friends, I got a friend.  She got a boyfriend, I sort of have a boyfriend.


Not long before this journal Paige’s mom announced her new driver’s licence.  I’m her age and I’ve not even gotten a chance to try driving.  I’m happy for her, but as usual, I just had to make her know… I asked “Do you know how lucky you are?” and she replied blandly with “im not really”.  Funny.  She was once just like me.  How could she not notice any significant changes?  The truth is I envy her.  I want to admit to her that Facebook didn’t glitch when I disappeared from her friend’s list.  But all her posts and her family posts are just too painful for me right now.  We’re so different too.  No wonder she made it before me.


Her: (Haha!  The four C’s!)

  1. Christian
  2. Curvy
  3. Cute
  4. Confident



  1. Atheist
  2. Skinny
  3. Meh
  4. Insecure

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