I kinda know I'm being unreasonable but at the same time don't know how to change or get over how I'm feeling.
My father built up a business from nothing and was a multi-millionaire. We lived in a house that I saw recently sold for £4m. Growing up I had everything a child could dream of and had a truly idyllic childhood. Happy family, beautiful country house, fantastic education, material things, expensive holidays ... you get the idea.
My father died very suddenly when I was 16 (he was only 44) and the house was sold, and life changed. There is no money left in the family but it has never bothered me as I was happy to stand on my own feet and carve out my own path.
I'm in my late 30s now with two DC and it has only been recently that I can't stop thinking about the past. I look at our old house online and feel sick and tearful that I can never, ever give them that. I'm very happily married, we own a small 3 bed semi, are very close to extended family on both sides so my DCs have a lot of people in their lives who adore and spoil them ... But I just feel I've failed at life and I just wish I could give them my childhood.