So I was at my job today chilling out in the break room as there wasn't much to do really with 2 other co-workers, and I was listening in on their conversation and it left me fascinated.
One of them started talking about how he suffered from depression for a long time because his dad kept setting unrealistic expectations for him which he inevitably failed which then made him feel worthless and keeps complaining about random insignificant shit. and this other dude who is an immigrant from Afghanistan (we are in Norway for the record) listens to him and sympathizes and actually says he is glad he never had to go through what he did.
Now I know for a fact this immigrant dude has had a hard life to put it mildly, his dad was killed when he was 7 right in front of him, he was then forced to work like a dog for pennies to put food on the table for the family. Then the war on Taliban started and he had to flee the country, eventually crawling across the border through mud at the age of 12. He then eventually ended up in Norway without friends, family and any language skills or education. Where he then somehow crawled himself up to being accepted into one of the most prestigious secondary schools in the country.
So how can a guy that was pretty much handed a good life on a silver platter be depressed compared to a guy that started with very little and the little he had got taken away from him?
I just don't understand.