Why people on tv are so happy and not me?

I see all those smiling people with their white teeth and smooth elbows and winder why my life just doesn't measure up. Sometimes I look over at my Dad and feel angry that he's not an architect. Sometimes I look at my Mom and resent her for not having more kids so I could have a few sisters to throw footballs at. Then I look at my crummy stuff and it's all old and dingy, not new and beautiful like their stuff on tv.