Yes I feel that way too Purple. I deleted a bunch of fb acquaintances over past couple days for this sort of reason. Tired of all their pics of perfect looking lives, their marriages, their children graduating school, their big family Xmas feasts. I barely know these people and still have about 300 fb contacts, so trimming was good. I know their lives can't be perfect but I'm human and feel jealous and start comparing myself which ends up criticizing myself worse for past 'mistakes' I can never change. I kept people who I enjoy seeing pics of and who I can feel happy for. I kept some people I feel obligated to keep, but found I can unsubscribe to their updates. And I found I can untag myself from bad pics of me.

The other day I opened fb and in the status bar it asked me,"How are you feeling, C?" It was right after pdoc appt and was too creepy. But I had self control and did not write anything there (like F-off fb I hate you!")

I went to an Xmas party last weekend, gorgeous giant house with lights up and perfect furniture, handsome husband, and the wife had some snaggle teeth. She was tall and skinny though with a tiny trashy mini-skirt. Which is fine, they seem like a happy couple early 60's, no kids just them. the husband seemed to have an interest in me, I kept it very professional. But it crosses my mind, how did that lady have such good luck finding a man like him, a musician, smiles a lot, enough money to not have to worry about money, and how nice to have the kids grown and moved out. And then I'm comparing and my life is a crazy embarrassing mess.

Oh well, my friend and I ended up leaving for a local small bar where we were much more comfortable and had a great time.

Have you and I really messed up so bad? No, I don't think so. It's just we all have different paths, and we do the best with what info we have at the time. Or maybe we didn't always do our best, i struggle with that idea, but these are our stories and we can own that. Me, I know I'd be bored as hell in some cookie cutter life, and would probably sabotage to have a more interesting life.