I'm in my early 40s, and opted out of the rat race about a decade ago in favour of a quiet life on the countryside, and I do love it. Wonderful family, nice house, decent job.
But a lot of the people I used to work /socialise with stayed in on rather challenging career parh and have reached the age and level of seniority where they are becoming known and successful in their field. Writers, thinkers, advisors... It seems that not a week goes by without the name of someone I used to know popping up somewhere, celebrating or at least recognising their intellect and their success.
I'm happy for them, and I do understand the sacrifice and hard work attached to these successes, which frankly was work I was not willing to put in. But despite the obvious - that I am generally happy with my lot, and that they worked harder than me - I still look at them and it makes me feel insignificant and like a bit of a failure.
Please, good people of Mumsnet, give my head a wobble?