• Speaking from a therapist point of view…

    Empathy is the ability to understand someone else’s experience, to grasp something of what they’re thinking, feeling, etc.

    It doesn’t automatically imply that you care, you can respond to that understanding of someone else’s life with compassion, indifference or anything else.

    The colloquial usage of the word empathy to mean “consideration and caring” is problematic as is oftentimes an imagining of how the observer would feel if they were in the difficult situation, rather than the useful version of understanding how the other person feels within that difficult situation.

      • I’m a lot like that too. An article about a person I never knew dying can leave my heart aching days, weeks or even years later. I see a stranger crying and I start to cry too. And yet other things can leave me feeling nothing. My mum is in severe pain from terminal cancer and there are moments when it gets to me, but other times I feel almost nothing and I can’t tell if it’s because I’m just a heartless cow or I’m doing a really good job blocking it out (schizoid skills ftw).

  • I actually hate when people just call it empathy, because feeling like this goes beyond that. Usually your mind shields you from feeling too much empathy. It helps you to cope with all of the awful shit around you, sometimes by just subconsciously ignoring it.

    If you constantly feel bad for every bad thing happening around you, it can be pretty debilitating. That homeless guy you walk past on the street? Sad. That bird that just killed itself by flying into a window? Sad. War and famine all over the world, caused by absolute wastes of oxygen in skinsuits? The worst.

    I personally know someone who will actually start to cry if they see someone sad on the subway or wherever.