My day was Ok, but a little hard. I spent it with my sister and her husband and my nieces in the morning, then over to my oldest friend's place for dinner with her family. It was really nice to see people, and I am happy to be well enough to do it. But it also makes me feel inadequate. I'm genuinely glad that the people in my life are happy, but it is hard not to compare myself. I'm divorced, never had kids, and living with bipolar. I see what could have been my life when I look at my sister and my friend, and their perfect families. I feel so alone. Now at home listening to Arcade Fire and feeling sad.