The things that we do to feel in the crowd. Funny.
Why compete to be the unfortunate ones. So she talks about her hardship. And our way of comforting is by trying to beat her out. Now we're the ones suffering the most. Feeling better? Funny.
How about silently say our gratitude and count our blessings. Oh wait, we don't want to be an ass. We want to be understanding of what others have to deal with. Tell you what, your you-should-be-lucky-cuz-my-life-stinks-more way of consoling is the real ass
Plus,when she comes to you genuinely to let it out,really,it's about her. Not us. So be the main character next time
