It is a small world. I recently realized that one of the new volunteers that I have been working with at the Winnie Client is the brother of a good family friend, Mrs. S. The S's are very good family friends of my parents and I grew up with them in the summers. As children, we spent the summer weekends on a 40 foot boat crusing the waterways of Ontario with them. They know myself and my family very well.
My volunteer spent an hour on the phone with his sister getting all the gossip on my family and me today and when I saw him this afternoon, the first comment out of his mouth was "So you're the unsuccessful one". It took every bone in my body not to burst into tears once I absorbed what he had actually said.
I have two very successful sisters; one is an investment banker and at 25 is gorgeous, brilliant, seriously dating a private equity guru and is slowly taking over the world; the other is 30, a stay at home mother, but a corporate lawyer has 6 degrees including an MBA and JD, is skinny and a marathon runner, married to an investment banker who makes a fortune, and has a baby.
I can never measure up to them. I am not married or dating anyone seriously, I am not skinny, I am not an investment banker or a corporate lawyer or gorgeous, I do not run marathons, I will never be those things.
What was most upsetting about this comment though, was that it came from the grapevine. Not only did it come from the opinions of Mrs and Mr S over the years of spending time with my family and my sibilings, but it came from the information that they were being fed from my parents. Just what do they tell their friends about "the Unsuccessful One"? What do they really think?
It has made the day very hard to swallow.
Lots of love,
The Unsuccessful One
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