subject line: jealousy is all the rage.

 

san antonio, texas

Dirt roads, 7 stop lights, and promises of a unsatisfying future; I sometimes wonder if I truly escaped. This life isn’t for me. I’m destined for more than what this small town has to offer me. I left and I mocked those who stayed, but my mocking has turned into jealousy. I’m jealous of your life life with a husband and children. I’m jealous you are creating memories with your babies. I’m jealous because I’m feeling unsatisfied with my degrees that don’t provide love. I’m wondering if we’re both wondering if we chose correctly and we’re truly living our dreams. I’m tired of wishing my life away in hopes of not being jealous.