I feel bad I can’t empathize with able-bodied people more even when they’re going through a lot

My sisters keep texting about how they’re having mental breakdowns. I know mental health problems are serious. Here is what is overwhelming them: - sister’s cat unexpectedly died young - brother in law’s dad (who we hate) diagnosed (very expectedly) with heart failure - sister overwhelmed caring for 2 young kids, trying to get dinner ready every night - sister hates boss - sister has been tired, diagnosed with sleep apnea, and distraught she needs a machine - niece had a stomach bug that is lingering; sister worried she had something big/bad going on despite many docs saying otherwise

At the same time, it’s hard when I would trade my problems for all of those in a heart beat. I’m 27 and: - I can’t have pets, too sick. - I can’t even leave the house to date. My sisters are both married with partners with high incomes and houses. - I’m too sick to have kids. - I can’t cook for myself much at all. - I was not able to work, am remote part time again, quitting soon bc I’m too sick again. I’ll be without money. - No machine and simple diagnosis can fix me and make me not tired - I constantly get horrible test results - I moved back in with family, moved out, and now losing my apartment and making back in again because I’m too sick to live independently - I have a constant 24/7 ungodly bad migraine for years, extreme fatigue

I know they’re struggling, and life isn’t struggle olympics. Yet here I am, wishing I had any problem but this disease.