I don't feel jealous of or want to be ANYone else. Not because I'm the prettiest, smartest, or most successful girl in the world. Plenty of girls have a lot more going for them than I do. But if I was them, I wouldn't be ME. I wouldn't have the friends or the family I have. I wouldn't have the memories I have. The people who love me wouldn't love me, the people who once did, never would have.
So despite the imperfections, despite the fact things could be better, I never feel even a moments jealousy or desire to be anyone else. Others may make me want to change and improve my life...but I wouldn't trade it for the world.