Jealousy - of what exactly?
Of Christmases, holidays, and milestone birthdays spent alone because none of her friends, family, ex duck buddies, or even her own children can bear to be around her?
Of bringing four children into the world to humiliate, traumatise, and alienate?
Of having to have threads deleted on discussion forums, over and over again, because there are so many women bonding over the absolute shitshow you've made of your life and of theirs?
Of fake, grifting 'projects' that have no basis and come to nothing, because they were just fantasy playthings of a geriatric little rich girl with a narcissistic self-love complex whose disastrous, embarrassing life is still funded by Mummy and Daddy?
Of posting endless encomia to yourself because no one else has a good word to say about you?
Of continuing to pursue an eating disorder as some sort of achievement when so many of us have fought and continue to fight to reject these disorders, for the sake of our children and our families?
Which bit is it you think we're all jealous of, Liz?