Like anyone else, I have things to think about, resolve, or worry about.
A friend of mine lost her father to cancer last year. I was talking to her after a couple of months, and she was still devastated and sad. yet for some reason she asked about my life, I happened to complain about my own issues. Then I had realized that was so inconsiderate of me – she had lost her dad and my problems were so minor compared to hers.
When I told my friend I was sorry I was bragging about such unimportant things, my friend said something that I cannot forget; she said “There is no little or big problem; problem is problem and how you feel is how you feel. If something trivial makes you feel like sh.t, you feel like sh.t and no one can argue that you should not feel this way, just because it is a little issue according to them, or relatively to others problems.”
That was such an amazing understanding and compassion on my friend’s side. And a great moment for me.
I have problems; big or small does not matter, but right now they are important for me.
Are they more important than having a serious health issue or losing someone I love and care?
Do they hurt me now?
Will I be okay?