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Do you know that feeling when your coffee gets more fame than you? No? Then grab a cup and keep reading.

Every morning, the same ritual: I place my steaming cup of coffee on the table, pull out my phone and—voila—my hot, steamy coffee gets more likes on Instagram than my last selfie. While I try to fight my way back to real life, my coffee sits comfortably in the spotlight, bathed in sunlight and surrounded by cute decor.

Even my friends envy the coffee. “Wow, that looks delicious!” they say, while I stand next to it, slowly becoming invisible. My coffee even gets nicknames: “Mr. Energy,” “The Little Miracle Worker,” “The Black Angel.” And me? I’m usually just “Hey, you!” or “Could you please…?”

Maybe it’s because I don’t make cute foam hearts or creative latte art. Instead, my coffee usually looks like it just won a battle against the coffee machine—uneven, slightly spilled, but full of character.

I’ve decided: maybe I should just turn myself into a coffee cup. Or better yet, start an Instagram account for my coffee. #CoffeeIsMySpiritAnimal—sounds like a hit, right?

Until then, my coffee remains the star of my morning, and me? Well, I stay the unloved side character in my own life. But hey, at least I’m not decaf!