That's how I feel. I'm such an idiot for believing I could get into a PhD program. I'm in my 30s, working in a dead-end, miserable job, surrounded by my happily-married, baby-making friends and I just lost the only thing I've ever succeeded at. I have to lower my expectations and stop this Type A dreaming/goal-making bullshit. I'm a single, childless, black female in my 30s with an advanced degree and a job. I personally have nothing to live for, but as far as America's concerned, I've done well for myself.
I really envy people who don't dream outside of their limitations and only accept what's in front of them. They're happy with what they have because that's all they know. I never thought I'd say this, but I'd give anything to be that ignorant.