Feeling It

I wonder how many people know what Empathy means. It's like sympathy for sure. But there's a crucial element people seems to overlook. Empathy is putting yourself in there shoes. Being able to feel the sadness they feel. The despair. The joy. The happiness. Real Empathy is when you can feel it. Most people are not as sensitive to this. Most people can't feel anything at all. It's not that they are cold or emotionless. It's just that they just can't feel it just by sitting next to someone. It's not a terrible thing to not have. But it does help you relate to people. It's also not always such a good thing either...

I would like to think I have Real Empathy. I would like to think that i can feel people. I'm not always attune to it. My general optimism sometimes is so great it tends to block out other people. Like a cold winter and a small flame is trying to warm a room. But generally I'm pretty good at feeling other people. When someone is having a great day and grinning so wide inside I can feel it and it makes me smile outwardly. I just don't know why I feel good sometimes but I figure out it's because the one around me makes me feel good. I like that feeling. I like that I can just be happy when someone around me is happy. And my own aura is infectious as well. People tend to cheer up and smile when I'm around. So I'm truly happiest when I'm around someone. The auras reciprocating, feeding off each other, growing off each other with mutual benefit. But the inverse, is also true... I never really feel down or lost very often. And when in the valley I always find ways to climb out myself. But if my mood was murderously contempt then people pick up on it and stray away. This only happens rarely and when it does it's because I'm out of it enough that I can't pick myself up so quickly. But what if someone around me is down, out, stressed, tense etc. I feel it... I feel it too. And it will literally bring me down too. Maybe they don't mean to, maybe they just want to hang out with someone to try to get out of it. But I feel it and I start feeling down too. I guess that's good because I can relate but I don't like feeling like that and neither do they. So a great, happy, jolly ho-ho-ho cherry old fat man laugh day for me could sour in an instant when around the wrong mood. ow...

But remember, when I'm down I'm pretty good with bringing myself up again. Enough to smile at the least. So if I am feeling the same way they are, and I find a way to cheer up, then I find a way for them to cheer up. Knowing and understanding how they are feeling, yeah it helps. It helps when I help cheer someone up. Guess that's why some people come to me to cheer them up. The glass is half-full, waiting for more, ready for more. Always ready for more. Pour some in me. I can take it. And glad to. I'm happiest when I'm around someone who is happy.

I hope I don't lose this ability. I hope that maybe I could refine it. Make it more prevalent. Even if it means I'll have shitty bus rides, I'd rather feel shitty all of the time if I could help someone some of the time.

Half-full And Waiting,
Shadowlesstomorrow