Much as I get angry at myself for fretting about my silly problems, I don't shame others for having struggles that aren't "starving on the street" serious.

Still, I wish I could help a sib who's depressed over unemployment in a highly first-world way: withdrawn & playing videogames night & day.

Canadian living allows people to be super isolated in financial distress, which just makes things differently bad.

I can help folks on the street here, but not my own kin sometimes.

Super super sucks.