This may be long, sorry.
I was best friends with a guy for several years. I always kind of knew he was in love with me but I just didn't feel the same. I couldn't figure out why he liked me so much. He was the nicest guy I have ever known and looking back, he was actually perfect boyfriend/husband material for want of a better phrase.
We were very close, went to gigs together, road trips, nights out and occasionally had a drunken kiss but it never went any further. I was an idiot and had several bad relationships with guys who were arseholes and obviously using me. He was always there to pick up the pieces.
His family weren't keen on me. They saw me as a bad influence and I wasn't good enough for him in any way. His mum was brilliant but his dad blew hot and cold with me and his sisters just didn't like me at all. His family are well off and I'm from a council estate just to give you an idea of the background.
Fast forward a couple of years and I introduced him to a friend i had met at a gig. She is lovely and they got on almost straight away. They soon became a couple and they are very happy.
Fast forward 5 more years. I have now had 2 children, a failed relationship, absolutely no career, masses of debt, very few friends left and I'm miserable and isolated.
They haven't spoken to me for nearly a year, we just lost contact and now are just on each others Facebooks with no communication iyswim. The contact got less and less after nights out where we were drinking and they decided that I wasn't good company because I would just get smashed. I absolutely agree that I was an arsehole but I was having fun and letting go of my worries and using alcohol and rare nights out to do that. I no longer drink.
They have just bought a house together, both have great careers, no children to worry about and have at least 3 holidays a year together and with their families.
I feel awful. I don't think it's jealousy but I just feel like I've thrown my life away, I have no chance of ever buying a house unless I win the lottery and I have nothing to show for the struggle I've had the past few years.
I love my kids but I just can't help feeling I should have done things differently. I should be happy for them but I'm not, I just feel so down about it.
Should I just remove them from Facebook or try and rebuild the relationship?
I don't even know if this makes sense.