If I can solve something myself, I would. I don’t need your mortal help. But sometimes, when I finally needed help or maybe just someone to hear me rant. You know what they do? They compare it to their problem.
“Mine is worst.”
“I always get this, it’s no big deal.”
Oh okay, since you’re okay with it, I should be okay too right? I mean after all we are the same person, right? I mean totally, we share the same feelings and all. Right, right, gotcha.