This one is called honesty, and being truthful. This is hard to admit because I am in no way jealous. Who would be to an Ex con that has no money, lives off her, and suffers from various illnesses. God did not put me on this earth to take on those kinds of struggles. I am supposed to be fabulous, book flights, collect cheques and be great. In no way was that life supposed to be mine. But still I’m human, and I needed a moment.
