Green/Yellow

Worry. I believe I may have picked up the habit of worrying from my mother. She worries a lot and when I'm worried, it's usually the deep and strong kind of worrying. Worry. 

Jealousy. I remembered the earliest time when I started to feel jealous. It was during my childhood when I got jealous of my brother. I always felt my parents love him more than me. Nevertheless, I quickly got myself out of it. I knew my parents love us equally and differently. Jealousy.

Worry and jealousy. When you are worried and you are jealous of someone, could it mean that you love that person?

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