<p>I agree, it is pretty sad that you took the time to post that. Comparing the severity of two separate situations does not make the less severe situation no longer a concern. What would you tell an African child who doesn’t have anything to eat, but his parents are still alive? He still deserves help, even though there are other children without parents and without food.</p>
<p>There is no malfunction in my brain that has prevented me from figuring out that because there is a dining hall, I can eat. The problem here is that I am too fear-ridden to do that. Obviously if I were making a conscious decision whether to eat or starve, I would choose to eat. People have issues and struggles at every level of society and in every geographic location–it is never as black and white as to be able to say that because someone has it worse, I should be perfectly fine. I am not so self-centered that I care only about my own mental issues. I have committed myself to outreach work and community service, although I don’t need to list my resume here. These problems have only arisen during two and a half weeks. I certainly haven’t spent my life dwelling on how bad I have it.</p>
<p>Additionally, I just looked at a few of your previous posts, and noticed that you are still in high school. I had minimal issues with social anxiety in high school-college is what caused them to come to the forefront. Until you have had some experience with a collegiate environment, you cannot accurately gauge how it can affect some individuals in the social sphere. I would never have guessed in high school that this would happen to me now. So, I’m sorry you took issue with my use of the word “sad”–I will make sure to describe any future updates as “moderately unsettling, but really not all that bad”.</p>