Ok, I know that what I say will provoke many comments along the lines of 'You bitter twisted old cow!' but encased in more circumspect wording. And rightly so. I feel ashamed and uncomfortable about my reactions. Why? Ok, here goes....
Today I learned that my nephew has won a place at a prestigious university. Far from feeling delighted and thrilled for him (my SIL texted excitedly and expects a response soon). I don't want to hurt anyone but I feel....sick, rather jealous, inadequate and all the rest of it. I should know better and I DO know better but I feel as I feel. I knew he'd been applying but was secretly hoping it wouldn't actually happen (though he is extremely bright). I will have to force myself to pretend to be pleased, but I feel ashamed of my feelings, and wish I could feel otherwise (I get on with them very well). It brings back some of the horrible inadequacies and conflicting emotions I have been dealing with much of my life, and which until the last couple of years, contributed to my horrible depressive illness. I'm scared that I can still feel like this. How on earth do I deal with these feelings and at the same time present a completely different front to the whole family? Am I abnormal for feeling this way? I think I am - a really loving family member would be genuinely happy for the good fortune of another in the family, surely?
Estranged Son and Future Granddaughter
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic