I’ve never been a jealous woman. I subscribe to mantras like, “A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle” and “Don’t get jealous, get motivated” and so on.
I’ve always wanted everything good for everyone I meet. I honestly will say, “have a good life!” (in a positive way) when I am saying goodbye to people.
I go out of my way to be sure others happiness is achieved, even if it’s at my expense:
that was until I lost my son.