I guess I’m finally at a point in my life that I don’t materialistically envy anyone. And it feels fucking amazing.
Growing up, I always envied other kids. How they got toys and games and, hell, lunchables. But it feels good that I bought all the things I truly wanted. And it feels good that I *~earned~* it. I didn’t get a car for graduating high school. I didn’t get a computer for college. I didn’t get a camera for my birthday. I didn’t get wallets, designer jeans, or watches for Christmas. I earned it, and it’s quite the accomplishment to me. Would totally slap 16 year old Hai for complaining about how little he had.
I just feel so stupid now, for envying others cause of what they have. Now I can focus on more important things. Once you get the things you want, you realize what’s really important. I s’pose.
That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be happy if my sister bought me a pair of jeans. I saw some imperials today, fucking beautiful. 2.5 years, two soaks.