The grass is always greener

Today I had the luxury of spending the day with one of my closest childhood friends. At some point in our various conversations. One really stuck with me, to which she replied to an answer of mine. “I hate people like you..” in annoyance.

The question she gave me was why I was always scared of going to summer school throughout middle school and high-school.

To that I said ” i never really liked school, i never really tried, i just did the bare minimum and hoped somehow it would get me by and was absolutely shocked when i was invited to participate in Science National Honors Society since i never put an effort”

Then she replied. “I hate people like you, who gets all the lemons handed to them to make lemonade, while people like me actually put in effort and work to get one lemon.”

What she didn’t know there are lot of things she has that i would love to have. Like a stable relationship instead of countless heartbreak and disappointments. Emotional and mental maturity to handle tough situations in a rational and adult manner. More compassion and open-mindedness to be more of a team player, instead of lone wolf.

So in a sense yeah it’s awesome to be “like me” sometimes, getting academic work done and Acing tests without even trying, being at the top of the pack just by simply showing interest. I get past school without caring that much or any sleepless nights.

I’m sure that makes a lot of hardworking people frustrated…

I get it the frustration. But don’t be, everything comes with a price. I pay that price everyday, every-time I am faced with a social situation.

it’s better to be hardworking, than aloof and brilliant in my opinion

So if you have to put in the extra effort to get the same result as me while i’m sleeping in. Don’t get angry. There is nothing to be jealous of.

While your friends and family are most likely going to your soccer games and inviting you to parties, i’m staring at the bleachers during halftime hoping someone came for me, and to no surprise all of high school it was usually empty.

Oh, and the first house party i went to was second year of college.

Enough said. No one can have it all. So be happy with what you have don’t hate others for what you lack. It’s not their fault. It’s life. We are all equally imperfect.

C’est la vie

 

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