I know. I just don't like being one of those people who complain to someone else and doesn't realize that the other person has it worse. For example:
"My car didn't start today."
"And? I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every night I break my arms. I lay awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."
You know, it's funny because I just had this talk with my father a few days ago.
I know I post a ton through mobile, but I'm constantly busy with school, work, and whatever other responsibilities that come up or normal. And I never really talk about them with anyone. Not at work because I'm still super green and I'm better off being quiet and learning, especially since I just passed probation. Then in school where I'm at all day doing easy but loads of work for it, then I have that back-to-back with work where I'm working overnight 12 hours.
But all my life I've been taught to recognize and see how crappy other people around the world have it and that I have it pretty damn good. That's the attitude I've always taken in my life: It's always worse for someone, so I'll just be quiet and deal with it with a good attitude. Problem is, for me at least, is that I never talk about what stresses me out or anything like that. Not even with my friends that I rarely speak with since they're equally busy and I'd rather hear them talk. Never school, work, hot chick in my class, or the stupid people in LA. It builds up and fucking
explodes at least once a month (for some reason) and that's not the way it should be. It should be letting it out little by little, instead of letting it manifest into a fit of frustration and tears.
Shit, I've been having car issues, too. And not just my car either. Just came back from picking up another with a busted rear bumper and practically flushed $500 down the toilet. Even as I type this now all I can think of is "Grown ass 20 year old with #firstworldproblems typing on his labtop with a great house, family, dog, and Xbox One. Has everything in the world while downtown is cluttered with people who need help."
Point is, zeemumu, I completely understand, but despite the fact there ARE people who are truly suffering experiences we cannot even imagine, the things that still bother us: bother us. That doesn't go away, it doesn't change just because you have it better. Everyone deals with something different and soon enough,
it will take over. How you manage what you feel is on you.
So just talk bro. To us, to your people, whomever. I'm sure you know someone who'll listen, FakeGAF will at the very least. =D