Sometimes the seeming cruelty of life bothers me too. Especially when I look at something like Facebook and realize all my old "friends" are now married with children, successful careers and everything whereas I'm a 30-year-old failure at life, a kissless virgin with no job, no real friends and no prospects, living in my parents' basement. Some people cannot even comprehend why others think of suicide, whereas I have to talk myself out of it all the time. Some are well-adjusted and successful, while I'm a broken person.

I've come to accept it, albeit grudgingly, as the variety of life. We're all different; it'd be an incredibly boring world if everyone was the same. Unfortunately life isn't fair, and there's no reason to it. It just is. I like to think that everyone has their challenges, but the reality is that some struggle more than others. But then I realize that those who live successful lives don't have to be as strong as I do. Maybe it's petty but I applaud myself for trudging on through so many difficulties that others will never face.

You need to look past the obvious comparison and read between the lines, IMO. There is no light without darkness, and there could be no geniuses without idiots, no successful people without failures. And your ability to live with extra challenges is perhaps even more impressive than the easy success of others, though it will never be as widely known. Give yourself more credit. You have just as much right to live and breathe as any millionaire, celebrity or genius, and don't ever think otherwise!

Oh, and to be totally honest I'd choose to meet you rather than her, or "allow you to live." Why? Because you sound like a much more interesting person. Believe it or not, perfection is actually a turn-off to some people. Just my two cents.