A few years ago I was a member of a TTC[1] forum.
I don’t do well with large groups of people – especially women – since there are way too many egos demanding to be stroked and too many alliances and lines in the sand to keep track of.
Somehow I stayed a member of that group for years…still technically am though I haven’t signed into the site in over a year.
In all those years, I heard one thing over and over: I can’t believe I’m complaining about this when [insert name here] is having such a hard time with [insert hard time here].
Possible reasons for those words being spoken:
- Woman’s newborn wouldn’t sleep but another woman just found out she was sterile.
- Woman and her husband were having issues but another woman’s husband had just run off with the babysitter.
- Woman had a stillborn baby but the week before, another woman had lost two babies.
You get the idea.
The thing that always just got my goat was that these women never acknowledged how much life genuinely sucked for them at that very point. They looked at what someone else was going through and believed they had no right to feel what they were feeling.
The bitch of it is someone else will always have problems bigger than yours. Always. What makes their pain more important than yours?
It’s all relative.
I’m not advocating wallowing around in the muck and mire and staying there for weeks at a time cause that just ain’t healthy – maybe just as unhealthy as acting like you’re problems don’t exist.
What’s ironic about the whole deal is that just as you’re looking at someone else and thinking you have no right to be sad/mad/upset, someone else is looking at you and thinking the same thing.
Every person’s life throughly sucks at one point or another. Acknowledge when it sucks. Realize you’re well within your rights as a non-sociopathic human to not be particularly happy with the suckitude.
Then?
Move the hell on.
- [1]Try To Conceive↩
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