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Waiting my turn I feel incredibly guilty. My sister (the one who doesn't live with us) and her boyfriend popped round in the evening after a day looking for new houses for themselves. They had already showed us a few of the ones they would be viewing today, there was 5 in total and a few of them looked pretty good. In between viewing those houses they quickly went in to have a look around a show home in a newly built/being built area. These houses would have been out of their price range had it not been for them being sold £18,000 less than the usual asking price, so in their price range again. They had a quick look round a couple of houses and have been told if they act fast and can part-exchange their house now they might be able to et the house they want, if the price is right. Although my sister doesn't think the house she currently owns will fetch the price they need she still seems very happy. And this evening as she was telling my mum all about it, showing brochures and pictures she couldn't wipe the smile off of her face. All I could think of was how jealous I was. How much of a bitch does that make me? I can't be happy for my sister. All I can think about is how lucky she is living with her boyfriend, how unfair it is that she has her own house, that she is buyng a new house with the person she loves. I want to be in that situation. I want to grow up quick and move in with Mark but we just don't have the money. So yes, I was jealous that my sister is doing everything that I want to do, that she'll be out choosing new kitchens, furniture and curtains whilst I sit at home wishing it was me. Why can't I just be happy for her and wait my turn. If it ever happens. |