Yesterday I had my head buried in the sand and felt sorry for myself, and what did I achieve for doing it? Absolutely nada, zero, zilch, nothing. So how did this happen in the first place? I began to compare myself to others and what they were doing with their life. This is in fact non of my business and only leads to feeling worse when it's done.
Wishing away your own life just to be where someone else is currently at is ludicrous, but we all do it from time to time. There is nothing wrong with wanting more from your life but then I guess you have to be bold enough to get up and get out and get it.
The moral of this story is to never wish your life away for someone else's, because you never know if the grass is really greener behind a screen in someone else's life, believe me.