Dear E. Jean: My roommate has a trust fund, her half of the rent is paid by her parents, and she has an extremely lucrative job. I try to act all excited for her when she comes home with new designer dresses or is given the same handbag for which I’ve been on the waiting list scrimping for months, but I can’t do it. Question is, how can I stop hating her?
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E. Jean: The tenderest way to save the friendship—and the thrill of competition—is to move. How far away? Far enough so you can’t hate her new designer outfits, but close enough to borrow them for parties.
This letter is from the E. Jean archive.