Would you rather be a super nice person and be depressed all your life, or be happy and a total *sshole? (Credit goes to Cyranny for this question, aired on one of her “Cyranny’s Quickies” posts.)
I am already that – super nice person and be depressed all your life. I am this person because I happen to have this annoying ability of reading and empathizing another person’s emotions.
I call it a strong intuition but sometimes, it’s like a curse because I can detect when the other person is upset or angry or just want to end the conversation. Sometimes, I can even feel what the other person is feeling.
So I kinda have to be this super nice but depressed person (obviously not all my life) because I don’t want to be feeling the hurt or anger the other person is feeling. Although, I would like to be happy and a total asshole but unless someone find a solution to dull my intuition and empathy, I’m stuck the other way.
Have you ever made someone cry?
Yes, long ago when I used to babysit a little girl. My friend put her in a baby swing and left me. I couldn’t lift the girl out of the swing. She began crying because all she wanted was to get out of the swing. It made me feel so guilty and uncomfortable and at one moment, I was feeling the same way she felt. Like I said before, I’m an empath. I feel whatever the other person’s feeling.
After a few deep breaths and 1, 2, 3’s, I managed to hoist the little girl out of the swing, by which time we were both dripping with sweat because duh, Texas, summer, high humidity.
Are you a dreamer or a go-getter?
A little bit of both.
If you were in a band, what instrument would you play?
Probably the drums. It was my instrument of choice growing up but mom said drums are for boys and step-dad said drums are too loud. It’s why I ended up settling for piano because apparently, pianos are a girl’s instrument.
Yes, drums, drums, drums. No one ever pay attention to the drummer. I’d in the back and with a set of drums in my face, I won’t be able to see the crowds thus, no stage fright.