I have received numerous emails from people who said that they wanted to be me.
They told me that I was living the life of their dreams. Having an attentive, caring partner. Having two adorable children. Working as a prolific writer, translator, copywriter, editor at home. Being able to manage the household matters and career well. Good looks, cheerful attitude. Positive thoughts and endless energy. Comfortable and content with what I have.
Let me tell you then, how it feels to be me. It means having to put up with two babies demanding attention at the same time, working on several deadlines, managing the household, nurturing your relationship with your partner, taking care of oneself, maintaining closeness with your buddies, and millions more, at the same time.
You won't survive being me. Like I won't survive being you. Everybody has her own uniqueness. You have a life on your own--cherish yours because God has given you the best life possible. It's that big secret, really. Be content with what you have. Keep dreaming for things that you can't have, and you'll end up being miserable for the rest of your life.