I wonder if Cinderella’s step-sisters were mean because they were ugly. They knew it and were jealous and even though little Cindy wore rags and had dirt smudges on her face she was still pretty.
Maybe. Maybe not. It was just a thought.
How many of the world’s problems are due to jealous and insecurity? It’s difficult to come up with facts and numbers, but my bet is it’s pretty high. When we’re the ones that feel that way (jealous and insecure) we either indulge in sinful amounts of chocolate and sink into low self-esteem (not aided by the bloated gross feeling the following day) or we turn into a queen bitch (and that’s a personality profile that just asks for drama and trouble).
Sometimes, we all have our “ugly” days. It just sucks when the “day” lasts more than 24 hours.