We feel sad so that we can appreciate being happy. We feel pain so that we can understand what it is like to be healthy. We get bored and suddenly we find out what it is that makes us interested in the world around us. Even when we get angry, it is simply our way of bearing through the unbearable; maybe it is not the most elegant solution, but it works and it works quickly. But why do we get envious?
It has been a while since the last confession time (just kidding; I seem to be dropping these all day long), but this time, disappointingly enough, I must say: I am not a very envious person. This is probably largely due to the fact that, like the Frenchman in the old joke: my ego ends somewhere around two meters above my head… But nonetheless my experience with envy is rather second-hand.
Humble bragging or not, I feel quite content with who I am and what I do – and when I am not, I tend to look for the reasons more in the, you know, inwards looking side of things. And although like most any kids in the world, I was told often in my life that They are just envious of you, I never really believed this and I am still very far from believing it; it kind of grew into something that one should never tell a child in my eyes. I’m telling you: envy and I are just not a thing.
At least not most of the time. [Read more…]