I get so jealous of the success of other people, and I hate how irrational that I am about it. I hate how it all comes down to chance/luck.

Academically, I'm a huge failure. I have nothing to show for anything -- I'm probably a waste of oxygen if there ever was such thing. However, I acknowledge like you that living where we do is the definition of that luck, and we're quite fortunate compared to others in the world. I'm not really jealous of people who are born into wealth, I'm more so jealous that I never had a sense of drive and motivation to succeed (nor was it taught to me as a child), and other people do; action translates into success, not apathy. I don't have friends, but that's due to being socially inept (incl. other stuff), but I don't believe that would change depending on where or what I was born into.

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