I feel like I'm surrounded by people with a seemingly perfect life, with amazing self esteem and for whom nothing ever goes wrong. My life, on the other hand is just a fucking catalogue of things going shit.
An acquaintance of mine brings out the envy in me; I know comparison is the thief of joy and we shouldn't compare ourselves to others and it's bad to be envious or jealous but I can't help it!
Acquaintance grew up with amazing supportive parents and sisters, in a very close family that she's still close to. She has loads of lovely, supportive close friends and is very popular. She then moved to the small town where I live and has made hundreds of close friends here too, even the popular, 'cool' people who have never given the likes of me the time of day! By contrast, I grew up with abusive parents who favoured my sister and with whom I'm now non contact with. They hated me having friends and criticised me constantly so I grew up with no friends and no self esteem. I did have a few friends at high school but they all bullied me and I was bullied by the majority of my year.
Perfect acquaintance has married someone who is quite well off, they live in an amazing barn conversion, with a house that is always immaculate and never gets untidy or messy; white sofas, bedding, grand piano etc. Her kids are perfectly behaved and she cooks beautiful meals and hosts dinner parties. By contrast, my husband and I are always skint, my kids often play up, my house is a mess.
Acquaintance always wears lovely clothes that I'd never have the confidence to wear. She still has amazing supportive friends and is always socialising and 'out with the girls'. I only have a handful of friends and they're frenemies really; one says I'm ugly, one hasn't even mentioned the 4 stone weight loss I achieved last year, others have no interest at all in anything about me.
I guess I just wonder where the fuck I've gone wrong with my life. Is it a self esteem thing where I just can't make the best of life because of my upbringing? For example I wouldn't ever have the confidence to wear the clothes I want to wear, let alone take a photo of myself to put on FB wearing them! I'd get ripped to pieces! I don't think it helps not having a single person in life who actually would have a good thing to say about me. My DH just thinks I'm an appliance, and doesn't really care about me as such.
I just want a fraction of the good luck and niceness in life that others seem to have :(