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image by (Matt Crump)No lives are the same, and we compare ourselves way to often with that of the ‘Jones’s’.
For me, I just want to not feel like I’m going to vomit when I think about where the money for groceries are because we are saving for a holiday of a lifetime. And the money for the savings is sort of not anywhere either.
Disneyland(accommodation is extra) is $1200 for 4 days. TWELVE HUNDRED FUCKING REAL DOLLARS. I have to check but I think its in US too I had a heart attack and had to work away. Fuck a Duck. That’s a lot to me. And so my first world problem feels real to me. It may not be of a concern for you. And you may think I need to suck it up and be grateful I get to go on a holiday. . but I work my ass off. Years of savings means I can do whatever the fuck I want with the little money I have to make my kids smile their freaking faces off can’t I?!. I want them to remember this trip and time with us. I want this time for us. We are so tired we need a freaking break so hard. But the stress of coming up with these extra dollars for the trip is a real concern to us. We’ll pull it together, but I don’t want to feel guilty anymore for this ‘worry’. The worry is enough without not being able to express the concern.
For some people and families, they would LOVE these ‘problems’. Which gives me the guilts and I feel terrible for being worried about money for a giant trip to the States for 5 weeks when others are struggling. But…. I kind of don’t know why we aren’t allowed to express ourselves about our first world problems without someone coming along and making us feel shit for having all the feelings about something like saving for a holiday?!. Is it really that bad to express yourselves every now and then about stuff like that? I work bloody hard. I know I do. I used to work as little as possible. It was glorious. Now I work all the fucking time. And for minus money. I don’t make a wage like some people do. But both Steve and I try to work our asses off(don’t get me wrong we fucking love it or we would do it), so we have decided we are taking opportunities likes these(trip overseas) because what the fuck is the point of this working business, if we don’t ever get to do anything ever. We will get the money together, because we spent a lot of years putting $20, $50, $5 away here and there and managed to get some dollars to take our family on a holiday that we all desperate need. But its a work trip. It’s the only possible way for us to do a trip these days like this.
I feel like I have to justify it all if I even ‘worry out loud’ about things like that. I wish I didn’t, and I wish others didn’t either. I will admit, I’m very guilty of looking at people’s ‘first world problem’ posts and thinking ‘Oh far out I wish that was my problem’, or I would do in internal mind eye roll. but I’m stopping that. How dare I!? What a fucking asshole. People work, they have social media. I can say whatever the fuck I want so why can’t they. I must stop that judgement now. Right now.
Yes there are the serial offenders that update fb every single day with how ‘hard’ their lives are and we do know, its their mind being negative, not their lives, so I do know it can get exhausting trying to ignore or be positive for the non stop negative Nancy’s, I’m not talking about them, they are a different league to what I’m talking here. For those who don’t complain about things all the time, I think we need to be a little more compassionate when they do express some concerns over a first world problem.
We all deal with things differently. I like to ramble on my instagram about my ‘shit’ in hopefully a fun way and that helps me get through it. But for some they don’t have anyone to talk to about it and maybe they are reaching out with a little post. Who knows?! We just need to be able to express ourselves a little more about things that are worrying. It could be something small now that we could in some way help and it won’t turn into a horrible problem for them down the line. I don’t know? I’m not a first world problems magician. I just want to be more sympathetic to others and encouraging when they need it. If they need it. First world problems are still problems.
I guess my point is, we all have shit to deal with. Some have health issues, some have monetary issues, some may just not have the dollars this week to buy the jeans they really wanted. Ok it may not be as big of a problem than perhaps a Cancer diagnosis, but they may work really hard, and have no clothes that fit and feel a little bit sad about the jeans being ‘out of their budget’. . . and its ok. It really is ok. And we can be kinder. It doesn’t change anything for us, but it might help them a little bit. Realistic kindness. Not ass sucking kindness. Realistic facts to get your buddy through something that may really be upsetting them. Yeah it may seem ridiculous to us, but it may really really be worrying them.
We live in a world that requires so much more shit to get through our days. Its more expensive to live. Its stressful. We all can’t go live on a fucking farm we built from the reed of the Murray river and have a veggie patch and stick our tongues out when it rains to get our water to survive off. Our world would crumble and although my brain thinks it will cope with the apocalypse, my body won’t. Some of us don’t want to live off the land and live with nothing but what you ‘need’ either. I fucking love my tv. And I love my coffee machine. And I’m not changing that ever. If I work. Why can’t I have that? And why can’t I be upset if the tv breaks? I spent 50 months interest free with Harvey Norman paying the bastard off, of course I would be sad if it got smashed by a giant white dog with mental health issues. . . OMG I would LOSE my shit at Coco if she did that actually Image may be NSFW.
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Some of us just want to take our family to Disneyland stress free. What a magical dream that would be.
And before you jump down my throat about ‘whats important’, I’ve been through a shit tonne of ‘life stuff’. I know what’s essentially important obviously.I’m really not a fucktard I promise. But sometimes I want it to be about doing something fun and there be zero fucking worry. . .isn’t that what we all want?!?
What’s something you need to get off your chest that you feel too guilty to talk about?!?