On an anecdotal level, I've felt that a lot of this can manifest as mild envy, if not otherwise that pervasive fear of missing out. As an example, you're at hom

On an anecdotal level, I've felt that a lot of this can manifest as mild envy, if not otherwise that pervasive fear of missing out. As an example, you're at home reading your favourite book and all your friends are out partying, yet even though you were happy with the decision to read, and to not join them if you had the offer, you still feel a bit envious of all of the others going out partying (and hearing about it too). I'm curious why it's so easy to see your own life as boring as compared to others, and while it's absolutely true that you only see their highlights (good and bad), you've got yourself 24/7, along with every single unfiltered thought and feeling that comes along with it. One activity of mine is to basically reflect on the recent past (say, the last 6 or 12 months, maybe even longer if I need to hammer the point home) and make a list of everything I did that was interesting, brave, adventurous, exciting, dangerous, difficult... no matter how insignificant some of it might seem. Once you have what is essentially an itemised list of your achievements in the last year or two, it's easy to put your own experiences into perspective, and you are no longer dismissing them because you're not lumping in all of those quiet moments where you needed downtime or binged something on Netflix, or whatever. And in a lot of cases it's far more interesting than what you'd be doing if all your weekends were parties and hangovers, and such like. And no one else needs to see that list you make, it's just bringing the attention back to yourself. It's incredibly powerful and a great reminder in those low moments.