My empathy is what makes me, well me. It has put me into situations that are not suitable for the faint of heart.
I speak of it like my empathy is a separate entity as if it has its own identity. If you have this gift I know you know the path I'm on isn't easy.
When I meet people my empathy makes sure I know exactly how they feel whether I want to or not. It allows me to see the world through a different point of view, you may say "wow"
I say just wait and see that having this perspective, this two-person view, is nothing you would want for yourself.
In reality, my empathy sneaks around my wants and needs, it tells me when people are lying, you might think it's a gift until you are me trying on a size three and asking your friend if they grab my hips too tightly.
Speaking of friends you can forget having them for a long time because knowing all of what they are feeling is knowing them completely. It feels intrusive like I should ask for permission just to be around.
I have tried to explain this entity encoded into my DNA and that goes as expected, you get into a long overly complicated conversation that ends with your friend saying "am I lying now" even though you said it doesn't work like that every time they ask.
Your empathy will give you some good life lessons like everybody lies, pick your battles & make sure you know why you are fighting them, observe and listen to people, and if you know he or she isn't the right one don't string them along just because you can't bare the feeling of their heartbreaking.
I knew when I met...