It's easy for me to imagine people whose lives are worse than mine. But there's something that can be hard to understand about what we mean when we say "worse". There's the external description of things, so... one example of that could be someone stuck in one of the worst prisons on the planet, regularly abused there, surrounded only by genuine psychopaths and so on... (life can be "worse" this way)
and then there's the internal description of things: What is it like to be any given person? (imagine having the opposite environment of the first example, but suffering ten times as much-- life can be "worse" this way). Those two things just don't match up in any clean way.
But what we do is we form these really simplistic stories about the world, ourselves, others, and assume they must match. That's why poor people imagine rich people lead great lives. Or why people who have never had a relationship imagine that is the magical solution to their unhappiness. That's not the case though. You can suffer incredibly while "in theory" your life looks good on paper. It's the deeper, finer details that really hammer out the quality of the life. What is the mind like? How much suffering is there? Why? Is there a solution to this? Those are examples of crucial details, and they just aren't that obvious, they're not sitting on the surface usually but they are buried deeper.
So with that in mind, I think my life is definitely not that bad. I'm not being tortured at this moment. My stomach is full. Things are relatively peaceful and I'm not in a war zone. Those are all pretty good and way better than many people have had. Are they ideal? Of course not, and even though a lot is missing, some very fundamental things aren't missing. But as far as the finer details, you can't really find yourself on a suicide website without there being some genuine problem. Even if you're just very confused, that... is a genuine problem. It could sound like a paradox but it's just the stupidity of how the words come together.
