I tend to see problems as something annoying, a hindrance to feeling good, a sign that I failed to figure something out. To be honest, most of the time I'd love to push them under the rug. But:
What if I saw them as an integral part of life instead?
What if without the problems I wouldn't feel good either?
What if problems gave our life meaning, because solving them is meaningful?
What if it was not about not having any problems, but having better kinds of problems?
What if problems were a sign that we are outside our comfort zones and are learning and growing?
What if I stopped comparing my problems to the ones of other people?
What if instead of going through all the problems, I saw how far I've gotten, what problems I've already solved?
What if it was like in the games: the harder the problems are the more you have advanced in the game?
What if I made peace with the fact that there will always be problems?
Then, we can face the problems, look at them rationally, untangle them, or let them resolve themselves and move on, to the next problem.
Life is a series of problems. And then you die. Make sure you pick interesting problems and spend time solving the meaningful ones.