Imagine you are running through a jungle. It's on fire, blazing, and ripping apart branch by every standing branch. As you run, you look back slightly to see what else the jungle has conspired for you. It's raining fire behind you. Snakes with red eyes, birds hissing and squawking, huge catlike creatures on two legs with talons and fangs, all chasing you. Lights are flashing everywhere but seem to be coming from nowhere. You hear every bit of the fire cracking, the trees falling, the birds, snakes and cat-monsters all screeching. You're running as fast as your legs on fire can take you. Suddenly, it stops. No fire, no running, no jungle. Gone.

However, now you are drowning. Cinder blocks are tied to your ankles. Sharks are swimming around you. So you sink to the bottom and there you stay choking on water but you still seem to have a little bit of air. You are engulfed by water. You are worried about getting stung by the seaweed and coral that lies at the bottom of whatever body of water is consuming you. You try to move to the side so you don't get stung, but that only makes it harder to hold your breath. Nothing seems to be going well. Not one bit.

Then, again, it all disappears. Now, you are on a plane. Only this plane is falling. You are on a malfunctioning plane. Everything has stopped working. All of the parachutes have been taken as some of the people felt the need to take two, just in case theirs didn't work. Just in case. That leaves you empty handed. You are looking for anything to help you get out, but everyone around you is pretty distracting. There are still a few people on the falling plane most of them are freaking out and running around. One man is sitting against the wall, calm as can be.

Let’s make a turn, circle around the full one-eighty.

Imagine a girl in the jungle you were in at first. Let’s call her Megan. Megan is running through the jungle just as you had been before. She is scared, just as you had been. However, Megan here never looked back. You, on the other hand, wanted to see what else would show up. Megan is already overwhelmed by the burning jungle she is running through.

Now, remember the body of water you were drowning in. Megan is drowning. Her ankles are tied and she keeps descending, descending, descending. Megan doesn't even look down to see the coral you tried to escape. Yeah, she is thinking "get me out of here," just as you might have been, but she is already preoccupied with the whole drowning situation.

Megan is in the plane. She is scared, almost to death. Except while you had been able to look for something to be of use, to save yourself, Megan can only sit against the wall. She can't speak, or look around, or even think. Just sitting there, she almost looks calm.

The point is, different people process situations differently. You can't say Megan was crazy for not looking back, or freaking out under water, or even just sitting there on the plane. You react your way while Megan reacts her way. Had you and Megan been running from the creepy company in unison, it may have been harder to get out of the jungle because while you are more worried about crazy animals eating your face off and being cooked up for them, Megan is scared of burning up in a fire. Both of you are still running full throttle. So, how come you aren't running faster than her if you've got it worse?

The thing is, you don't have it worse. You two are in the same situation. You just have a different approach. A different style, if you must. Don't make her feel bad for doing what she knows to do and what she feels comfortable doing.

Megan and you are both going through some crap. You've got it bad, but Megan has it just as bad as you do. You two are going through the same exact situation. It doesn't mean she should feel bad because you are handling it better. You are two people dealing and coping differently and that's totally fine. I call it pee-can, you call it puh-con and whatever Megan calls it...fuhgettaboutit.

What you call a crazy jungle chase, she calls an insane jungle fire run.

What you call a coral stinging drop of death, she calls a drowning, choking, panic.

What you call a headache, she calls a migraine.