While I am truly happy for my friends when they have good news, there also comes a measure of jealousy along with it if they're celebrating something that I don't have.
For example, when I hear of a friend's pregnancy, I'm slightly disappointed, as it reminds me that I am not in that same situation. When I hear of a friend's financial success, I am slightly jealous, knowing that being in that same situation could make a lot of my future ambitions come a lot faster.
If I truly loved these people as much as much as I love myself, wouldn't their happiness be my own as well?
...which is a perfect lead-in to tomorrow's final chapter of our accidental "week in friendship".
