I’ve always been happy for my best friend. We’ve been close since high school, and we’ve supported each other through everything. But when she got this amazing internship, one I had secretly applied to as well. I felt something I didn’t expect: jealousy.
It hit me out of nowhere. She told me the news with so much excitement, and I smiled and congratulated her... but inside, I was gutted. Not because she didn’t deserve it. She absolutely did. But because I felt left behind. I spent that night feeling like a terrible person. How could I be jealous of someone I care about so much? It took me a few days to realize that feeling envious doesn’t make you a bad friend. It just makes you human.
I talked to her about it (awkwardly) and she appreciated my honesty. We’re still close. Maybe even closer now. But it taught me something big: friendship doesn’t cancel out insecurity, and insecurity doesn’t erase love.