I find that the 'suck' level of something has more to do with the scope of experiences one has had. Though I think that at one point in my life I begrudged those who would bemoan things that I couldn't understand (as in, 'Your life is so awesome, how could you have anything to complain about?'), I've come to appreciate that sort of thing.

I've come to realize that my self-esteem has plummeted in some ways because I don't have as many people around me as I once did. Now, I was always the girl who had no problem going out to the movies, going to restaurants, coffee shops, whatever, alone. So, I figured that I was pretty independent - and the fact that I wasn't, due to my lifetime of having a crapton of friends and acquaintances, really frightened me, snowballing the low self-esteem issue. My life was so awesome, that losing something that I didn't even recognize as such a gift was devastating. I'm 'getting-over-it' now, and am becoming happier with just doing my own thing (truly doing my own thing).

And iSm makes an excellent point that seeing stuff like this actually helps to make the other things more calm, because it puts the issues in my brain into a bigger perspective. When watching this... I realize wow... my problem is that my life isn't as cool. How lucky am I?

Pretty damn lucky.

I'm in love, I have fun, I have no worries about a roof being over my head at any point, so WTF's my problem? I have a bank account... I am rich!

And a computer!

We're all pretty damn rich, even when we're pretty damn "broke".

I wonder how many of those people are hedonists

Real hedonists or closet hedonists?

well heck - let's get numbers for both