I've never been much of a jealous person. I don't tend to like overly jealous people either and am struggling with this horrible feeling of envy. I have recently left a horribly abusive relationship. I have a son who isn't yet a year old. He was conceived through sexual coersion. He doesn't see his dad. His dad is a horrible person, and abused me in every way possible apart from physically, mainly because he knew that way would land him in prison. He's a clever, awful man. My friend has just told me she's pregnant with her second. I'm so happy for her, and think it's amazing that her daughter - same age as my son - will have a sibling close in age.
Why am I so overcome with sadness, envy and anger at myself? AIBU to feel this way? It's confusing and I don't like it.