“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.

If you think world is about logic, you misunderstand human nature
Pursuit of perfection leaves me feeling shame when I’m flawed
EU Nanny State bans young kids from evil balloons and whistles
If you beg someone to make you his priority, you hurt yourself
We live in Reverse World, where black is white and good is evil
I don’t like most people in TV ads, but I can’t tell if it’s them or me
Accepting joy tomorrow does no good if tomorrow never comes
We hate ourselves for needing other people’s approval so much