broken arm

I recognize the need for gratefulness.
Yes, we all could have gone through worse, ended up worse, and some people have had it, and continue to have it worse than others.
I often feel guilty for not being more grateful for what I do have, compared to what I could have lost.
This guilt for our pain is useless, reading some stories and posts I acknowledge many people adding to their posts, or commenting to others " Mine wasn't as bad as yours...but." " I feel silly for complaining but..."
Why should we do this?
If my arm is broken in two places, and your arm is broken in three....does that lessen the pain I'm in ? Does knowing you're in worst shape than me make my own pain go away?
We need to sympathize with each other, knowing the other is in pain, but we can only empathize when we truly acknowledge and feel our own without the mental restriction, which is guilt.
We all got served shit on a spoon, does it matter if it was a teaspoon or tablespoon?