Please can someone slap me into sense.
We've been friends for years, and helped each other through all sorts of shit. We've both had a rough time over the last two years (I'm in the middle of a divorce), but she has pulled herself through quite amazingly. She was abandoned by her boyfriend when pregnant, and to this day has no clue where he is. She's very successful though, and all with her own hard work. She has two businesses, one in freelance design and one making baby clothes, both set up since she had her DS and all done with a lot of her own hard graft. She has met a new bloke, they took it very slowly and he is beyond lovely. They are planning to move in together in the spring.
She's also devastatingly gorgeous. Somewhere between Alicia keys and Sophie Ellis Bextor with amazing corkscrew curls. Also one of those people that doesn't realise how good looking they are. Effortless.
It's horrible of me I know but I just don't want to see her much anymore. I am jealous and bitter. This is so unlike me. No one said that this breakup would be easy, and it hasn't been, but why is it turning me bitter and twisted?