The phone rings and all I can hear is a quivering voice say, “she’s dead”. My heart drops into my stomach, my mind is racing, and tears immediately start welling in my eyes.
I have yet to decide whether being empathetic is a positive or negative quality to possess. I automatically empathize with those around me and have made it my responsibility to help everyone cope with their problems. Whenever my friends come to me with a problem I take on their pain as my own…Continue
Posted on January 30, 2011 at 2:36pm