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Clueyness: A Weird Kind of Sad

Clueyness? Whazat?

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One weekend day, my grandfather went to the store and brought a new board game home for the family: Clue.
He excitedly asked my father and his sister (who were 7 and 9 at the time) if they wanted to play. They did. They joined him at the kitchen table as he opened up the game, read the instructions and explained to them how to play, divided up the cards and put all the pieces where they go.

Just as they were about to start, the doorbell rang. It was the neighbor kids, who said they were on their way outside to play some outdoor game they all used to play. Without a second thought, my dad and aunt jumped up from their seats and left with their friends. A few hours later, they came back to the house. The game had been put back in the closet.
At the time, my dad didn’t think much of it—pretty normal day in their lives. But later on, he found himself remembering that day, and he always felt bad about it.

Pretty random story for my dad to tell me, right? The reason he did was because it was part of a conversation where I was trying to articulate a certain thing I suffer from, which is feeling incredibly bad for certain people in certain situations—situations in which the person I feel bad for was probably barely affected by what happened. It’s an odd feeling of intense heartbreaking compassion for people who didn’t actually go through anything especially bad. When I explained this, my dad said, “I know what you’re talking about,” and offered up the Clue story.

Hard to say it's a bad thing, it's empathy to the max, and probably one of the glues of civilization. However it can be handicapping, even debilitating, in extreme cases. One of those too-much-of-a-good-thing deals, Mom warned you about.

An interesting article, with maybe a little extra drama, but that's probably a side effect of the affliction.

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Originally Posted by xoxoxoBruce (Post 961584)

... Hard to say it's a bad thing, ...

I'm so sorry that's such a hard thing for you to say. The level of difficulty I imagine you to be experiencing is simply devastating for me. I must ruminate on this experience and share my inability to keep it real with others. If everyone would kindly devote the remainder of this thread to my deliberations, there's really no need to remember what anyone else was talking about.

Now, let me tell you how bad I feel after I've been stirring some shit. I commiserate with those who get caught up in it to the point that I actually become my own collateral damage. I live it over and over again in my mind whilst expanding on others' reactions. I accept my role of carrying the burdens I imagine for them. I heard that this makes me some sort of a hero; of course, I was talking to myself again.

Pay no attention to that man behind the opening post. I am the empathetic and all feeling sexobon!

I'm so empathetic, I can create a mountain from a molehill of indifference long after the mole has gone out. Float like a battleship, sting like a squirt gun. I'm so embroiled in emotion that I couldn't possibly lift a finger to actually help anyone who's been wronged or ignored.

When I wrong someone (even pets); or, treat them with indifference, I suffer so much emotional turmoil afterwards that it absolves me of my behavior and I begin anew, free to repeat those behaviors; because, I know absolution is within myself if I just feel bad enough for them.

Hyper empathy means having the great weight of actually getting involved when I don't feel like it lifted off my shoulders. It's good to be the empathetic and all feeling sexobon!

PS: Now I feel sad for all those who aren't hyper-empathetic. I won't help them; but, that's OK because I'll be feeling incredibly bad for them. My emotions are all discombobulated ... I'll have to take the rest of the day off.

I'm devastated for you.

You guys can work it out, I'll be over here feeling bad for you. :(