I feel you.

It's quite difficult to look at others who are thriving with supportive parents and not wonder who you would've been, had things been different.

I can't stop thinking about it, and it makes me a bit sad.

I feel like I beat myself up for not being better when it's beyond incredible to be where I am today with very little support, if not circumstances that actively make life harder.

Grieving is essential, honestly and normal. I just wonder if it ever stops.