It is rarely helpful to compare your situation to that of another in hopes of adjudicating between the two. Life - and how one experiences life - is much too complex for such behaviors.
After many years of doing quite the opposite of the statement I've just written, I began to realize how destructive it was, and began the long process of pruning the patterns that had so deeply rooted themselves. I had thought I had reached a point in my life where it became more natural to not compare than to compare. I was thankful; it truly felt like a more human (and freeing) way to live.
I was in my therapists office this past week and as I spoke, I began to realize that I was falling back into the game of comparison. My words in the session indicated my need for external justification (by comparing my situation to that of another) for how I was feeling. To say it another way, I felt as if my life wasn't bad enough to warrant this "low" I'm feeling and thus I would not allow myself to feel it (or feel incredibly guilty for feeling it). If only I had to manage multiple children at once. If only I was working in a job as well as being home with our son. If only I was going to school full-time rather than part-time.... Then! Then, I could have reason enough for the difficulties I am having...without feeling so ...weak...and fragile.
Thankfully, I left her office with a renewed resolve to withhold judgment on myself. My feelings do not always have to be justified. I am free to have them regardless of whether they may appear to "match" my external circumstances or not.
And so I acknowledge to myself, and to you, my few readers, that these latter days have been difficult. More difficult than I let on to you...and to me.
"I just don't have much left to say. They've taken their toll, these latter days." (From "Latter Days" by Over the Rhine)