Throughout the story, Mathilde is constantly thinking about how she compares to others, and the living conditions she is stuck with. She thinks as if the glass is always half empty. Because she is constantly comparing, she always wants, and dreams of more. When she is invited to the ball she is grief stricken and embarrassed because she has nothing to wear. “But with a violent effort she overcame her grief and replied with a calm voice, wiping her wet cheeks: Nothing. Only I haven't a dress and so I can’t go to this party.
Throughout the story, Mathilde is constantly thinking about how she compares to others, and the living conditions she is stuck with. She thinks as if the glass is always half empty. Because she is constantly comparing, she always wants, and dreams of more. When she is invited to the ball she is grief stricken and embarrassed because she has nothing to wear. “But with a violent effort she overcame her grief and replied with a calm voice, wiping her wet cheeks: Nothing. Only I haven't a dress and so I can’t go to this party.