There is no such thing as a “real” problem. A problem is a problem and just because it doesn’t seem like one to you, doesn’t mean it isn’t. I’m so sick of everyone who talks about first world problems. So what if someone is upset that their phone is broken or they can’t afford new jeans or something. When you’re raised a certain way, and you become accustomed to having things, it really sucks to lose them or not be able to afford something.
Don’t ever tell me my problems aren’t real. I have to deal with a sibling that threatens to hit me every day and will call the police if I fight back because he’s a minor. That’s my problem. You people act like just because I live in America and have a job I should be completely happy with everything and that’s not how it works.