Envy....The Green One Who Lurks Deep Within

I was thinking about a supervillain today.  His name (her name?) is envy.  That's the only name I could come up with, but I don't think that's right.  Let me try to explain.  Have you ever wished you were someone else?  Like REALLY wished, because in comparison, you are pathetic and dull and ungly and thoroughly uninteresting.  You start to wish with all your heart that you were a little more _____.  And it doesn't matter how you finish that sentence -- each version is as unattainable as the last, because you are you, and that's how it's staying.  I think we each fight this villainess each day in our own way.  She's very clever.  She knows what you crave, and makes it so that's all that you notice.  "If only I were thinner", "If I were pretty", "I wish people would like me", "Why can't I be more outgoing?" are some of her specialties.  I'm not sure how to vanquish her as of yet, but I know she doesn't like being ignored.  Ironically, ignoring her makes each of us happier.