Along with most of the world, I spent most of my Saturday obsessively reading articles about Prince Harry and Meghan Markle's wedding while I looked at every photo from every angle that I could find. I obsessed over the dress, the body language, the guest list, and everything in between for the entire day. How could you not be obsessed with this?!

As I spent more time tracking every detail of the beautiful day, I began to feel bitter and angry. I realized that I was just jealous of what title Meghan was gaining. I was jealous that I'll never get to be a princess. I was jealous of the ceremony and beautiful tiara. I was jealous of the life Meghan will get to step into. And most of all, I was jealous of how much they love each other. It is so clear that they are soul mates and that's something that we all want.

I've always wanted to be a princess and have a life where I could help others through my philanthropic efforts while wearing beautiful dresses. These feelings were amplified by my obsession with the Royal Wedding for so many reasons.

I eventually realized that I was being ridiculous for so many reasons. I shouldn't be jealous of someone else's life because I should be rejoicing in the victories of everyone around me, friends and strangers. I should be thrilled to watch Meghan step into her role as someone with the ability to change the rigid traditions of the past. I should be excited that she embraced her natural beauty and her background over rules. And above all, I should be happy that they are so in love because it gives me hope that everyone can be as happy as they are.

Meghan Markle is going to do wonderful things for everyone around her with her philanthropic efforts and feisty personality. It's refreshing to see the possibility that the Duchess of Sussex has to use her new title and power to shake things up so that she can make a real difference.