“Have you seen Julie?” Matt asked me. “She’s pregnant and she’s sitting back there.”
Julie is a casual friend who got married last year. I don’t know her that well and I rarely see her. I had just walked into a restaurant for dinner Friday evening and an employee told me the news.
My first reaction was to express happiness for Julie and her husband, but I suddenly realized I felt something unexpected. My inner emotional mask slipped slightly and I felt … what was this?
Envy.
Instead of pure happiness for Julie — who will be a great mother, by the way — I felt something ugly in my gut. My heart felt cold and hard. There was a powerful hint of anger — self-directed? — and then I realized it was hard to put labels on the things I was feeling.

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If terrorists ‘hate us for our freedom,’ U.S. politicians are their best allies
As I faced my father’s narcissism, I had to confront who I’d become
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When people push inner buttons, it’s easy to spiral down into dark
Is ‘galvanic skin response’ a way to measure how much kids learn?
Insanity is part of being human – and we’re all potentially unstable