For crying out loud…! If people were to start measuring their quality of life to those of fictional characters, then we’d have far more depressed people running around. Life is NOT a movie/video game/manga, OK? And it certainly is not a porno.
I mean, if it were I’d actually be throwing tantrums that I’m not an actual Starfleet Captain bodly exploring, or that I’m not the godly powerful & rich Dovahkiin with a harem of beautiful followers, or that I’m not a powerful respected & enlightened Jedi who single-handedly defeated Darth Sidious and led the Republic in a new golden age, or that I’m not a Yonko-level Pirate who found the One Piece already and overthrew the corrupt World Government… (*) But that’d be stupid, because life ISN'T an escapist fantasy. Try to be happy with what you DO have.
(*)I mean, I like to fantasize about experiencing such stuff, sure. But I sure as hell am not expecting my life to actually become like that just because I’m bitching hard enough online…