On ‘Real’ Stress

I was happily reading my new blog posts yesterday when I came across this one by Irene. Let’s just get it out here for us all to see:

dont you hate those people that forget theyre in the prime of their lives and just bitch about how hard life is? wah wah im in the real world, responsibilities! right. i know other people who do too, except i guess they have whats that called… grace? tact? … an ability to see that life isnt a burden?

Now, on the whole, I agree. I think people over-dramaticize things, take things too seriously, and generally whine waaay too much. (Except you, dear reader. You’re perfect just the way you are.) Of course, I thought her post was in reference to someone else, so I cheerfully (but yet, somehow, cynically) advised that she “Preach it, sistah” — it turns out that she was not talking about the person I thought she was but, instead, a good friend of mine. Said friend is prone to melodrama, but we love her anyway… and she handles a tremendous workload, to boot.

That doesn’t really change the fact that I agree with her general sentiment, but I also agree with Whoda who says:

until you leave your college bubble … don’t say or imply that people who [have] don’t have a right to bitch or moan sometimes because we are frustrated.

It’s always easy to criticize. Especially when you don’t really have any real stress in your life to speak of (hint: school is not stressful). Of course, Irene isn’t exactly the model of stability that one would expect from someone so anti-whining.

Glass houses, what?