“I scroll through social media, and they’re all married, in great shape, with nice jobs, nice houses. Some even have kids,” She curls into herself, holding a school reunion invitation. “And then there’s me, single with a minimum wage job and muffin top.”
“Not everyone’s lives are as perfect as they appear,” He assures her. “Do not compare yourself.”
She sighs. “I know but, they all look so happy, and I…” Her fingers graze the golden lamp.
Grinning, the genie leans forward. “What is it you desire?”
“I don’t want all that. I wish for…. A different kind of happiness.”
Remember, mental health matters above all else.
Write with heart.