What I Have

Rejection, again.
Failure, again.
I was reminded today of what I don't have. Apparently I lack the skills and qualifications to be a staff aid. Although I currently run 6 committees and numerous subcommittees for a nonprofit advocacy group, I don't have enough background to run meetings or make copies, prep itineraries or organize calendars. Even though I am the director of administration at my job now, I don't have the job experience to be considered for a bottom-tier administrative position at a major university.
Not that I'm bitter, I'm just processing.

While thinking through these shortcomings and my potential career paths, and considering everything that I lack in comparison to others I felt at a loss. I don't know where to go to find a semblance of direction for my life. I'm still at ground-level thinking and can't get to the big-picture perspective of my life. It's infuriating that growing up should take this long. Why isn't life just fucking easy - it always seems that way for others.
But while verbally spewing my woes on my boyfriend I was given a new perspective. Though I feel like I'm getting nowhere quickly and falling short on a multitude of goals and dreams, he feels like right now is, comparatively, the happiest he's been his entire life. He fought through a tough childhood and brutal high school years to get where he is now. Although he's not at the mountaintop or rolling in dough, he's happy to have a stable job, a happy relationship (avec moi), and a safe home. His basics are covered, and the only direction to go is up. Where we are now is just a comfortable resting stop in his pursuit of happyness.
Duh.
I have a good job; not the greatest, but far from the worst. I have a great beau, a good home, loyal friends and a loving family. Ignoring everything else, these are still major accomplishments, and that is the perspective I need right now.