That feeling. I honestly hate it with a passion. It's a feeling that burns in your stomach; making you feel angry. It not only wants what others wants. It also wants them to suffer. Their happiness, is my pain. That's how my envy works. I'm not perfect, I'm not even a good person to talk to. What ever you say, what ever you could say, I'll hold against you. It's just how I work. Digging a deeper hole in myself. I'm hurting myself, thinking if I dig hard enough, I'll find something, someone. I wonder how many people I've hurt, destroyed? Probably a lot. People that didn't even do anything to me, just that their happiness... all the little freedoms in their life is just fuel for my envy. When people trap you in a cage with no freedom and no light, then it's then when your perspective on things twist. Soon... everyone is an enemy to your anger. Everything you have, you just want for yourself. That is true envy. It's truly the worst feeling.