Commiserate: (v) to express or feel sympathy or pity; sympathize.
It’s almost like the human being runs on two gas tanks. (Perhaps it’s foolish to try to compare our species to a combustible engine, but if you will forgive my simplicity, I will make the analogy.)
Obviously, following this comparison through to a conclusion, the tank we fill up more often determines much of our happiness, success and value.
The problem comes when deciding where to place our feelings and attitudes when assisting others. Should we challenge, or should we commiserate?
And if we decide to encourage, which tank are we filling? Are we being sympathetic, which makes our friends believe they are victims? Or are we attempting to be uplifting, stirring them out of their doldrums?
It may sound tender-hearted to commiserate, but honestly, very little is achieved by filling up the self-pity tank of someone you love.
That engine has no power to do anything but sustain idle–not rocket them into the stars.