Overcoming.

When did we become so selfish as a people that we stopped really rejoicing with those that rejoice?
When did we decide that our sorrow should consume everyone?
When did we decide that our loss is greater than someone's gain?
I am aware that when we were baptized we covenanted thusly:
are willing to bear one another’s burdens, that they may be light;
 9 Yea, and are willing to mourn with those that mourn; yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort, and to stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places that ye may be in, even until death, that ye may be redeemed of God, and be numbered with those of the first resurrection, that ye may have eternal life—    Mosiah 18:8-9
Yet, if we are so busy claiming that our trial is higher on some imaginary scale of pain, how can we mourn with someone else?
I don't want to come off as callous or cruel.  That isn't my intent.
The gospel is one of joy.  It is one of rejoicing in the Atonement that covers all of our pain, though we still must endure it.  Finding the joy can be elusive at times.  I have whole life segments devoted to my attempts to scavenge up even a small portion of it. If it hadn't been for those further along in their process reaching down to my lowliness, I would never have gotten through.
Why negate that experience because it is not mine?
Why not joy with those that joy, while spending your time succoring those who stand in need of comfort?
I believe there is room for both.
p.s.  I am among the most selfish of people.  It is a daily struggle to put others first.  This is as much for me as anyone else.