I am in my late twenties, married with a toddler and I feel like such a failure.
I have a humanities degree and it's not from a Redbrick. I work with lots of Oxbridge and privately educated graduates, most of whom have masters. I will never be able to afford a masters. I'm so jealous of these well spoken and confident women I work with. I feel like shit on their shoes.
We also live in a town that's regularly derided as it was all we could afford. We have a small house and it's hideous.
I have quite bad social anxiety and struggle to have conversations. We have a weekly team meeting and I've made a fool of myself, yet again. I get so panicked that I can't form sentences. I am better one on one but not with everyone.
I just feel so shit. I'm a poor example for my daughter and would be devastated if she ended up like me. I earn very little and am routinely spoken down to at work. I make awkward and unfunny jokes as I'm just so uncomfortable all the time. I spent the best part of a decade learning to drive, passed and then was too scared to drive. I feel like I'm always scared and unhappy.
What do I do?