#endrant.

Jesus Christ, people. What happened in Japan fucking sucked. It fucking sucked more than anything you and I will (hopefully) ever experience in our lifetime. Perhaps I'm overly bitter, or maybe I'm just right (chances are, probably a little bit of both), but all around me I see people all, "OMG I WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE A FLIGHT TO JAPAN IN A MONTH! I ALMOST DIED!!!11!"

No, you didn't, asshole. Every time there is a tragedy, you have people trying to relate to it. Maybe it's human nature, or maybe it's just that people have it so good now they have nothing better to talk about (chances are, probably a little bit of both). So now I want you all to imagine that you were in Japan during the earthquake/tsunami, and you had the terrible misfortune of watching your house get washed away, or even worse, witness may be missing a loved one. Now imagine someone in the world thinks they know exactly what this feels like because their basement was once flooded. Yeah, I'd want to punch that person in the face too.

The only comparison I can make to this is back when my mother died, I once had someone tell me they knew how I felt because their cat died. It made me feel worse. Perhaps a better analogy would be like if I told someone whose husband or wife died in Iraq that I knew how they felt cause I too knew someone who died. All of these are tragic in their own right, but none have anything to do with the other. You feel me?

People. This tragedy isn't about you. It's about them. Stop making it about you.

#endrant.