I find that if I feel resentful about someone having a good family... Well, I try to remind myself of two things:

1) they had no more control over the family they were born into than I do
2) a family might look great on the outside, but that doesn't mean it is a great family

Like... people are always quite shocked when I answer questions about family and money. They're surprised to find out that I do not have a supportive family, that I deal with depression and suicidal, and that I have always paid my own way. I don't look or behave like I've came from anywhere but a supportive family.

Sure, I grew up with my actual family and did not live in complete poverty. I was also fortunate enough to not undergo physical or sexual abuse. But it was an emotional wasteland and I was an adult-child. I didn't even know just how close my family was to the poverty line until I found out that I qualified for the maximum amount of student loans from my province.

I try to look at the things that I've gained through my upbringing, instead of looking at the things that I missed:

1. I am good with my money.
2. I understand how to work hard.
3. I've learned how to take care of myself.
4. I'm not afraid to completely start over somewhere.
5. I understand just how important it is for me to be understanding and supportive of others.
6. I value my possessions and take care of them properly.
7. I show a lot of love and kindness to my students (I'm single) because I know just how much it changes you when you don't have any of that.
8. If I hit rock bottom (I am talking about ways that are not emotionally) I will not collapse because I've always been near that bottom and know how to survive there.

A lot of people I've known who did have really supportive families? I've seen them terrified of doing anything independently. Many of them really didn't have a single clue how to live as an adult and were reliant on staying near their families for that reason.

Sometimes I would feel jealous of the money or love... but other times I feel pity and ashamed of those same people because many of them are basically still children even as they are approaching their 30s.

So I try to just remind myself that really, they were born into that situation and EVERYONE has their struggles. We don't know what they are unless someone shares with us, and mental illness can strike anyone at all. I know that it's really easy to go "Well at least they have family who will pay for their treatment and take care of them" and yes, they might. But it isn't fair to judge them individually for that, and we really don't know their inner world.