I get this all time. I especially feel it when I’m picking up my kids from school and day care. I look at the other mothers and think they are so lucky. Imagine being able to have your health and not worry about your children being disadvantaged by your condition. Sometimes when they complain about how hard their lives are I feel like shaking them. My soul cries.
I try not to envy others better off than me…we all have our lives to lead and the normies you see will all have some kind of disappointment in their lives eventually. no, I’m better off just thinking how I can improve my own life.
I get normie envy too. I can’t work, i can’t have friends, i can’t party, i can’t even shower some days. I get so jealous of people who can do anything they want or need to do with no problem. What a life that must be!
Sometimes I want to ask people questions about themselves because I’ve really only known one “reality” and it’s so hard to imagine life without having been abused, without hallucinations and voices, suicidal ideation, etc. I feel like saying, “really, NEVER, EVER?” That amazes me. I do wonder what that would be like…
I imagine the elusive normal people would be feeling like the biggest freaks on the planet. “I can’t relate to anyone”, “Why don’t I have any neurosis?”, "I want depression/addiction/psychosis etc etc "
It’s getting as low as 1 in 3 with a diagnosable mental illness. That’s what we currently class as a diagnosable mental illness. What we have no idea is what exactly is normal. That’s the most elusive question since we starting researching human psychology.