I'm about to be difficult. In my defense, I just spent the last 15 minutes taking this quote and breaking down the (self-deprecating) differences. I almost brought myself to tears

I don't know about exaggerating. I know she used to post a lot about the incrediby wealthy and successful people who fell madly in love with her (which happens rather frequently).

The thing, of course, that hit me the hardest is that she's suffered enormous amounts of abuse and trauma, and is basically fine, if a tad unstable. Contrast me, who's a neurotic mess despite having no problems, no trauma, no abuse, no suffering. She's had multiple mental breakdowns; I once went to the psych ward and wasted everyone's time (according to my mother) because I was afraid I was going to self-harm. She has fibromyalgia (I recall one thread where she said that depression is "mild" compared to fibro, which set off a few people. Except she's been severely depressed, and has self-harmed for real; still nothing compared to fibro, she says. Once again, proof my problems aren't really problems, I'm just too weak and useless to function) and is incredibly successful; I'm perfectly healthy and able-bodied and useless.

People like me have no right to complain, or feel bad at all. Yet I can't help it. And I don't know what to do.