So, I had less than easy times 2003-2013. Sudden death of my Dad (he was 49), my mom's ensuing 7 year breakdown, unexpected military activation, financial drama, job loss, infertility, etc. Then I had LO, who didn't sleep for more than 4 hours until she was 18 months and a brutal, thankless job. It wasn't all bad, but I could definitely be counted on to complain about something during that time.
But now? My marriage is going well, I got my MS and made a career move that gave me a better position with more money and LO is in a golden age and so fun. Financially we are only middle to lower middle class but not having money for so long makes that seem more than abundant.
My husband gave me the first spa day of my life this Christmas and it was AWESOME.
On one hand I am enjoying this new found easy street, on the other I feel so guilty.
Many people in my life are still struggling with job loss, cheating spouses, etc., and that is not to mention the millions world wide who will never have reliable food and shelter.
I just keep thinking about it. Why do I get to live the good life?
I don't know- does anyone else feel this way about their good fortune?
PS- I am not asking for anyone to assuage my first world guilt, I am just wondering if other people feel this ambivalence about achieving some of their goals.
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