It sickens me that people can have so little understanding and empathy. How can people possily talk about 'it' when 'it' is a child?
And don't we all have these gut wrenching feelings of anger and frustration and hurt about something in our lives. Don't we all, at some time, say 'Dear God you think that is a problem?'
My sons sn are minor, they are not an issue for us in any real way, but I remember feeling just that way when a 'friend' spent hours moaning about how awful her new born was, when i had just had a MC that left me infertile for a year and needed surgery to put it right. She knew my situation, but was so wrapped up in herself she just chuntered on. It didn't make me feel good about myself, but I simply couldn't stop my feelings.
I don't know anyone who could.
When my father had cancer people used to say to him, 'But look at X, he is in a worse state' and my father used to think, 'yes, so, how does that me me feel any better about the crap I have to deal with?' And my dad was as compasionate a person that I have ever met