to think living in an affluent area can be very depressing

[whiteandyelloworchid]

everyone i'm surrounded by on a day to day basis, are wealthy, everyone is on about where they are going for half term, all of them are going abroad or somewhere lovely, and they have all been on several holidays throughout the year etc

they all have larges houses and plenty of spending money etc

i don't know i just find it depressing sometimes.

someone kick me up the arse

I am untrigued by the life of the wealthy, I don't feel envy. Good luck to them if they are happy.

ive been poor.ive been not poor.know which i prefer
id rather be affluent and unhappy,than poor and happy
i cant see whats depressing about your situation op.really i cant

how is it a stealth brag when i'm saying everyone i know, who lives in my local area, so the people i see on a daily basis are much wealthier than us,and i just find it a bit depressing when everyones talking about their half terms plans and thay are all going abroad for the 2nd 3rd time of the year

but i also know i wouldn't want to love somewere where i didn't feel safe, just we are definatly small fish

Soyou'd rather be rich than happy but can't see why she's depressed?

good point that big houses eat money, thats true

its depressing when you compare yourself to others?
stop comparing then and stop fretting over what other folk have or spend
i am struggling to see whats your beef

What if you had lots of money and lived in a poor area but the people who lived there were all really happy, nice to each other and content to be with their families and have good health and didn't need to have lots of holidays or amazing cars?

Would that be better?

go rent a damp bedsit on shit side of town see if that cheers you up
is this some sort of stealth brag
so your mates are minted and you are too?
Did you HONESTLY get that from the OP? Really?

would have been more searing if you knwe how to bold

We rent in an affluent area. I'm too busy enjoying the leafy streets, low crime and nice schools to worry about what my neighbours spend their big incomes on.

Are you kidding? You think that was intended to be searing?! I merely asked whether you genuinely inferred from the OP that she was stealth boasting when there's not a scap of evidence to suggest that.
Hey ho though, strop away scottishmummy, I'm off for dinner.

i live in an affluent area
having grown up in nonaffluent area im v happy to live somewhere nice
i have no idea if our holiday choices etc are source of consternation for others.dont care

I'm the opposite, I live in a working class area after growing up in an affluent area. I think I prefer it here.

I live in an ex council house with affluence all around me we are not starving my kids have clothes we go on holiday I have been skint in the past and it is shite but i do not begrudge anybody anything (except romantic breaks in lodges ; ) )

Get onto your local freecycle.
Get yourself down to the local charity shops.

Rich picking to be had!

Well, better to live somewhere poooshhh than somewhere where your are rich!

Where we are has been taken over by rich forriners for their holiday pied a terres and very rich students (whose mummies and daddies pay the rent) and odious City types (some whose companies pick up the tab).

Ho hum. Like I say... Rather here than somewhere we'd be rich (heaven knows where that's be - Drumchapel perhaps?).

I think it is sad that an adult would need to comfort themselves with ideas of cc debt etc in those they envy. I don't understand the comparison thing, be it looks, personality, health, posessions etc, then I am not a competitive person or someone who needs to be superior to my peers to have selfworth.

lifes to short to be envious. My brothers marriage broke up because his wife was always envious of what her rich friends had and she felt she deserved it all too. Found an old boyfriend on FB who was minted and kicked my DB out.

I live in an area where lots of people have money, but they are mostly so terribly vulgar that I feel only pity.

I lived in Kensington for a while - rented a flat that was cheap-ish because it had no central heating and was generally quite crummy. All around were smartly done-up flats and houses with flash cars outside...I'd walk past gawping at the lifestyles of the rich and glamorous and then return to my dismal flat...but I didn't envy them exactly, I just found the flashiness and sterility of it really depressing. I was very relieved to move away and I'd never want to live somewhere like that again.

I once had a conversation with a work colleague who was moaning about not being able to afford to go on holiday - apart from the annual family ski trip - and she then moaned about not liking inviting other mums over to her house because she was ashamed of her house being so tatty and they couldn't afford to redecorate. I asked her why they didn't consider downsizing? - and she looked at me as if I was mad.

NB it was a 6 bed house as they needed 2 beds for children, spare room, study AND au pairs room and she couldn't even conceive of living in a smaller home.

I just can't imagine living like that, constantly dissatisfied and grumbling about what the neighbours have that you haven't. Particularly the bit about not inviting people over...my house is tiny but I still have people over!

Comparing yourself to other people only makes you more dissatisfied with your lot. You have a warm house and food to eat. Be happy with it.

It's easier said than done, I know. We are in the same position and have made myself miserable in the past by envying my friends and neighbours. I'm much happier when I concentrate on what I have rather than what I would like to have.

I live in a fairly affluent area. Our lives are neither flashy nor sterile, Marshmallowpies . I can't comment on the other inhabitants of the area, because I don't care enough to notice.

I had to laugh once as I was waiting for a bus in Chelsea. A brown knee high booted, skinny dark jeans, brown jumper, chelsea blowdry walked by with her handbag dog. She covered her mouth with her scarf as she passed those waiting for the bus, I looked at her as she passed and she released her scarf once she was passed the big crowd at the bus stop.

I think I'm happier because I don't know any rich people.
They would probably drive me mad.