Empathy
Empathy. It's good, right? I mean, if you're truly empathic you feel what other people are saying, you don't just hear it. It's almost like a sixth sense for emotions outside yourself.
Well, if there's one thing I've got right now, it's empathy, and it's making me miserable.
The politicians are acting more civil to each other than the citizens are this election... and all this boils down to my stomach churning with all their desperate anger. I can't wait till November 7th when I cast my ballot and I don't have to listen to people's ranting about this anymore so long as I shut myself out from every single major media source.
The greatest curse is that when I have an even stronger connection with someone I can feel what they feel as strong as they feel it. Someone I've known for a good period of time chose to direct their anger from things which have no connection to me right at me. Even as the words came out I could feel that burning coming from them and feel it in my own self. Every time I think about it I feel that burn just as if the words were being said right now.
Solutions are a positive way to end blogs... but I'm at a loss. I don't have anything to cover up my empathy and it's really a shame to know the venom that can exist in the human heart. The anger won't stop because of me either, so I guess there's no use in asking people to look for commonalities in each other rather than dividends.
There's a cute Persian saying I once heard that just hit me as I'm writing this:
"When you carry water for the village it's good to know that when you break the village will carry you."
Yepp, that's just about right...
I'd like someone to show me that other people can be empathic too. I'd like to know I'm not the only one. I'd like a hug.
Well, if there's one thing I've got right now, it's empathy, and it's making me miserable.
The politicians are acting more civil to each other than the citizens are this election... and all this boils down to my stomach churning with all their desperate anger. I can't wait till November 7th when I cast my ballot and I don't have to listen to people's ranting about this anymore so long as I shut myself out from every single major media source.
The greatest curse is that when I have an even stronger connection with someone I can feel what they feel as strong as they feel it. Someone I've known for a good period of time chose to direct their anger from things which have no connection to me right at me. Even as the words came out I could feel that burning coming from them and feel it in my own self. Every time I think about it I feel that burn just as if the words were being said right now.
Solutions are a positive way to end blogs... but I'm at a loss. I don't have anything to cover up my empathy and it's really a shame to know the venom that can exist in the human heart. The anger won't stop because of me either, so I guess there's no use in asking people to look for commonalities in each other rather than dividends.
There's a cute Persian saying I once heard that just hit me as I'm writing this:
"When you carry water for the village it's good to know that when you break the village will carry you."
Yepp, that's just about right...
I'd like someone to show me that other people can be empathic too. I'd like to know I'm not the only one. I'd like a hug.