Trapped

I have faults just like everyone else, of course, given that I’m only human. Thankfully, though, I am secure in myself, my relationships, and my life choices. I am happy being who I am, with the ones I love most. I am proud of changes I have made for myself and the contentment that all of it brings me.

Voluntary stagnation is puzzling to me. I don’t understand why anyone would choose to lock themselves in a prison of withering impotence, stuck in the past, eternally revolving their lives around others who are obviously happier without them — refusing to grow, change, or make any meaningful improvements in themselves or their own lives.

Why is self-evolution impossible for certain people? Is marinating in misery and envy really their only option? What keeps them trapped in their own emotional excrement, decaying and rotting like trash?

It’s sad. It’s embarrassing, or at least it should be. I can’t help but feel sorry for them, even though the only one with the power to change it is themselves. I can’t fathom being too weak-willed or so entirely lacking in ambition to even try to move on and become a genuinely better person. Ultimately, I’m glad I don’t understand. Jealousy certainly is a very ugly emotion, and when a person couples it with a refusal to grow, I can only feel contempt.