I live the life you’re envious of, but you’re only seeing one side of the coin! The reality is different.
To give you the context, we live in a beautiful big home with very big garden and have lots of people to clean/iron/take care of DC, keep the garden looking nice etc. We’re both attractive with no known health issues and have busy social lives and fabulous holidays. I drive a lovely car and don’t think before I buy anything. From the outside, life looks charmed and we are very fortunate.
From the inside out (to friends etc), we’ve been fortunate with our careers. We’ve both pulled in very comfortable six figures salaries boosted by big bonuses for many years. I had the luxury of taking a few years off whilst DC were very tiny, but decided to go back to work full-time, as I was lonely at home.
The reality is that my DH works 15-17 hours a day, plus a commute. Seriously, we never see him during the week. On weekends, he is tired, terse and highly-strung. I literally hate this side of him!! I shoulder all of the responsibility for overseeing everything. He literally works and sleeps.
He would like me to be a size 10. I’m still quite fat (size 14) since youngest DC was born. He’ll often make passive aggressive comments about what I choose to order when we go out for dinner. We sleep in different bedrooms, as my DH needs to have undisturbed sleep to concentrate on his beloved job, which I hate! Our youngest DC still comes into our (my) bed at 4am every night! We haven’t had sex for nearly 3 years. Our marriage is absolutely dysfunctional. Soon I’ll get around to doing something about it. I’m almost too tired at the moment.
I’m grateful for my happy, healthy DC, who are wonderful, I love our home, we have fabulous friends. Our social life is busy, because I actually don’t want to spend much time 1:1 with my DH. We’ve got a much better relationship around other people. Neither of us have functional families either. In laws are very very rich (private plane rich). I think DH is on some mission to prove himself to his arsehole of a father. Unfortunately, his drive to succeed at work will either kill our marriage or he’ll have a heart attack from stress. The money will provide little comfort in reality.
So I suppose I’d say you should value the things you do have, because your impression of others won’t be their reality.