The weird thing about being so empathetic, though, is that when something that brings on huge emotion happens in my life, I tend to stay very very calm. When my dog died, my siblings were torn to pieces, and yet I barely shead a tear.
Along with being empathetic, I think you develope a sort of sensitivity to things. When people gets upset over something, you understand and try not to upset them further. You don't get your kicks out of making someone uncomfortable. You just simply understand.
This is what I don't understand about a lot of people.
How is it that you are able to push someone past their breaking point? How do you sit there and poke at someone until they bleed, and then blame them for bleeding! Being insensitive doesn't make you strong. The fact that you can't think about the way your actions will affect someone else, or just not care, is nauseating.
I feel all of the pain, and it hurts, but at least I'm not causing the pain. I'm helping stop it.
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