No, wait, I've got extra milk on my cereal, as in I've got something else to write:
During the last couple of days, every person I got to talk to, said something like "but things are much harder for others" whenever I've asked them how they're doing.
On Thursday I've been to a big Supermarket, and I wrote in a local Whatsapp group that I'm shopping, and is there anybody who needs anything (especially relevant before shabbat). I was very happy to get several responses, almost all of them from women whose husbands are enlisted now.
So I had to talk to each of them when I got home, to make sure I give each one of them her groceries, and every single one of them kept saying "but I'm relatively OK, others have it so much worse".
And I'm talking about, for example, a woman whose husband is so much right at the front, that he had to hand out his phone, so there's no regular communication with him. And she has to both works at her job and maintain some sort of routine for her kids, and hold their world together, and she says "But I'm relatively OK. I haven't lost any family member, I can still do my job and be balanced financially, I have resources to help my children cope. Some have it so much worse".
And one after the other, those were the dexcriptions I got ("my father is here until Sunday, and then my mom will be here for a week, so only in a week and a half I'll need help, I'm OK, others have it so much harder than this" and "I could prolong my maternity leave, so I can still be now with my children, from the minute they finish school, and try to answer to their needs as much as possible. Others have it so much worse with juggling work and child-care" and so on and so forth).
And I kept saying "Not having something horrible happen to you doesn't mean you don't have to deal with your own stuff. It's OK if things are difficult for you, even if others have it worse. Their worse blows don't lessen your own's".
And I keep trying to say that to myself, too.
(Oh, and there was a funny side to it, too - one of them sheepishly asked if I can check whether the supermarket has a broom-stick, since hers broke, and a - oh, wait, I need a dictionary for that one - a grater (?), since, again, hers just got broken. I had to go look around the whole place to see if they carry such stuff - and they did! She was so embarrassed for asking strange things, and I was so pleased that I could not only find them for her, but also to manage to fit the long broom-stick in the car full of shopping bags.)
[Edit: Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to ramble at such length! I never knew how to express myself shortly, but I seem to be getting worse than ever!]