Am I condescending? Or are you condescending to me? Let me say, gently, that neither you, nor anyone else who reads this article, has any idea what kind of difficulties I've faced in my life. (You probably want to ask, do I then claim to know what every reader has faced in his or her life? No, but I'm not talking about — or to — a singular person, either.)
But I will say that my success isn't because I don't have, or haven't had, problems, stumbling blocks, or enemies. I'm successful because when I come up against a problem, I either fight it, or shrug it off and route around it. The vast majority of people I know who are truly successful have the same approach to life. I have a lot of anti-hero models for this in my life, as well, who have demonstrated to me the power of negative thinking and painting oneself as the victim.
There have been extraordinary men and women all throughout history who we know of because they flouted their traditional roles, dictated to them by societies much less forgiving than ours, and made it work. Many of them were not especially privileged. Many of them were uneducated, of the wrong race, or even born into slavery, or, as you may guess, female.
I'm not comparing myself to them, certainly, but I wonder what excuse we have to complain when people like Frederick Douglass have walked the earth.
I respect what you are trying to do, but I still think you're going about it the wrong way.