It's Not Really Jealousy

However, I can't find another name for it. Whenever I see a friend/acquaintance from my past that is doing well, I feel tinges of envy. I never wish them harm, but it seems to put me on edge, that I'm not doing as super well as I could be, should be, want to be. I often wonder why I'm not at the same level, or at least moving toward it. I guess it's not jealousy, it seems to be more of self pity or impatience with myself. It all comes back to coveting and how bad it is. Isn't it a commandment? I don't have it sooo bad, and I know it. So, I must make an effort to appreciate who I am and where I am, regardless of what those around me are up to.