Judging other people's lives is a constant feature of my existence. Is starving yourself to be a model a good life, is being a porn star better than my life, should Donald Trump be happy with his life, were British coal miners' lives worth living. I worry that I'm getting my own life wrong and think I'm hot shit when I'm a loser, or that I'm living the life of a loser when I could be enjoying it. Basically, a social animal should constantly be evaluating whether its opinion of its own life is correct, so as not to have unwarranted confidence or low self-esteem.