Unsatisfying

Is there a legitimate reason for my unsatifying life? Am I stuck like this because I'm supposed to be, or because there's something I'm just not seeing? Is there a plan for my suffering or is it just the result of my own failings? I resent everyone for something. I resent some people only a little and only for one thing, and I resent others massively for many things. It's not personal, it's purely Newtonian. Everything I resent in a person is resented proportionately based on how important the thing is to me, how important it is to them, and how much of a difference there is between us. Even the people I love the most are not immune to this. I resent some people who i don't even know, people I will never meet. Most of these people I resent not so much for what they have as the fact that I could do better with what they have, but instead I have nothing. Why do rich idiots get to be worshipped? You know what I could do with the kind of money that these people just sit on? Nobody deserves to have more money than they could make use of. I don't care what you do with it, just do something with it! I guess I've just always known that I was 'the little guy' economically speaking. I never had any delusions of wealth, I just wanted there to be more options available. I think perhaps I would have been more useful to society in a position where money wasn't a concern so long as I could be inventive. But these days the general trend is heavily in favour of not inventing anything new. Just buy your iPhone, watch your 50 inch TV, read your gossip, do your best not to think outside the box. I can't live like that. Even if I could afford to I wouldn't, and that's why I can't afford to.