Sympathy Empathy Wimpathy

Driving to work I ran over a squirrel, he was already dead mind you but I felt really bad for him. He would have no idea about of course but still I felt terribly guilty. How would I feel in his situation? Well dead, probably.

Sometimes though I think I empathise and ‘put myself in another person’s shoes’ a little too much. I’m the type of person who overthinks absolutely everything to a ridiculous degree. The Other Half and I argue all the time over discipline of the teen. He thinks if he’s stupidly late home he should be locked out end of. I however would panic that something would happen, what if he freezes to death, what if aliens, what if clowns, what if some idiot decided to hurt him just for fun ? I just can’t follow it through. Is it a maternal thing or just my nature? He says I’m just a soft touch, a wimp. I need to put my foot down and be tougher.

Sometimes I take it way too far like with poor old Sammy Squirrel. I’ve also found myself feeling sorry for a lone bean left in the tin. I mean come on! I still have to fish the poor sod out, even though I’m sending him to a certain death by boiling him in tomato sauce anyway. Not sure which is worse but I wouldn’t want him to be all lonely and stuff.

Other things I feel sorry for include:

• Dolls my daughter has stripped down naked. Have to redress them at night, OMG what if they got cold? Poor buggers, I’d never forgive myself.

• The last cake left. How on earth people work in Greggs is beyond me. I’d never be able to let that last doughnut be alone. I’d retire looking like Violet Beauregarde.

• The poor Malteser that rolled under the sofa. Can’t bring myself to eat that one though. Can I?

• Older people who look really shocked when you smile at them. I carry on walking whilst worrying to myself whether I should have invited them home for a cuppa, what if they haven’t spoken to anyone in weeks? More likely they just think I’m a right weirdo and hope I won’t nick their handbag.

• This sweet that someone left in the dish at work, who in their right mind leaves a sweet all alone in the world. What kind of monsters am I working with?

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• Other peoples kids that cry in town. Now that kid could be crying because their Mum said no to them taking the plastic owl home from outside Greggs that’s there to scare the pigeons – not that the pigeons care they stick up 2 claws behind it’s back and spark up a fag- but hey that kid thought it was the cutest thing ever despite it having barely any paint on it and looking like it had a rough night at the Billy’s Bird Bar. Still makes me feel all ‘aww love him’.

Is it a bad thing that I feel so much sympathy/empathy/wimpathy should I ‘man up’ so to speak or is it good that I’m one of lifes carers? Do you ever find yourself feeling sorry for something completely random?

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6 thoughts on “Sympathy Empathy Wimpathy

  1. I did laugh about the redressing of toys! I do think it’s good to empathise though. It’s a good quality to be able to out yourself in others shoes.

    Thank you for linking up to #KCACOLS and I hope to see you back again on Sunday x

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  2. I must confess to also feeling sorry for inanimate objects at times! I’d also definitely feel bad if I ran over a squirrel – although maybe not quite so bad if it was already dead. I wouldn’t want to be the one who totally squished it all over the road though. Bad news! So you’re not alone! #KCACOLS

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  3. OMG! You’d never survive in our house.

    Dolls are permanently undressed. I’m with you on the stray malteaser though. Not that I feel sorry for it, just I’m too tight to waste good chocolate.

    Thanks for linking up. Don’t change we love you the way you are. 😀

    #wineandboobs

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  4. I think a lot of people have these feelings but don’t admit it! I do find myself empathizing with a lot of different people. Not beans tho lol But when I was little I’d have guilt over leaving some teddies out of my bed like they’d feel bad. #wineandboobs

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  5. I get this! I’ve never actually felt the need to redress dolls, but that’s just because I don’t like them much. I do however pick teddies up so that they are sat comfortably and I would also have huge issues with singular items of anything being left over. I mean they must feel pretty useless wondering where all the other sweets have gone and why they aren’t good enough to be eaten etc… I can just imagine the poor baked bean shrieking “What’s wrong with me??” Maybe there is a number we should call? 😉 #wineandboobs

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