The “popular kids” don’t care about you or care that you’re jealous of them.

I wish I was a popular kid in high school. I wish I could fit in. I wish I had more people to hang out with.<br><br>I wish this till I thought I was going to die.<br><br>I grew up and realized the “popular kids” didn’t care about me. They didn’t sit at home and rub it in everyone’s face that they were popular.<br><br>They lived their lives. They had their in group and their cliques and social circles.<br><br>I finally realized everyone is like that. People want to find others who like the same things as them. They found their clique and lived their lives.<br><br>I finally found my in group and found my circle of friends.<br><br>I’m not jealous anymore. Life is good.