Anonymous wrote:My mom is like that and I am like that with my own kids. I can cry just thinking about my kids potential future suffering. I don’t think it’s a big deal. I like this about suffering in general. I have no problem seeing a dead animal, but seeing an animal suffering while dying, just kills me. My dad and brother love to fish and sometime they catch something big that give them a fight for their money. Tunas for example have a lot of blood. I remember crying and desperately asking them to release the poor tuna that was struggling on our boat bleeding everywhere. I cannot stand suffering in general. A therapist once told me that it’s because I am extremely empathetic and feel other people’s pain more so than others.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I think its nice Dad is empathetic. I have a disfiguration due to a surgery and its very noticeable. My parents always acted like it was no big deal but I got teased constantly through high school and it was one. Maybe your minimizing the impact is equally harmful. I wish just once my parents acknowledged it.
I was born with a severe leg disability and while I know it pained my parents that I was born that way they didn't treat it like it was a big deal. They knew I'd have it for life and I needed to deal with it. It was up to me what I wanted to accomplish but they were always supportive and helpful just like most parents. They never sought special treatment for me in terms of sports. I got teased and picked on but thanks to having a few older brothers I knew how to deal with bullies. I know they were incredibly proud of what I accomplished as an athlete, not what I accomplished as a handicapped athlete. If my Dad had been like OP's DH he would have been a basket case. Instead, he loved to run my butt all over the tennis court.
I think it's hard for parents with a child born like you to not want to help them, it's in their DNA. Did you ever wish for more involvement?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I think its nice Dad is empathetic. I have a disfiguration due to a surgery and its very noticeable. My parents always acted like it was no big deal but I got teased constantly through high school and it was one. Maybe your minimizing the impact is equally harmful. I wish just once my parents acknowledged it.
I was born with a severe leg disability and while I know it pained my parents that I was born that way they didn't treat it like it was a big deal. They knew I'd have it for life and I needed to deal with it. It was up to me what I wanted to accomplish but they were always supportive and helpful just like most parents. They never sought special treatment for me in terms of sports. I got teased and picked on but thanks to having a few older brothers I knew how to deal with bullies. I know they were incredibly proud of what I accomplished as an athlete, not what I accomplished as a handicapped athlete. If my Dad had been like OP's DH he would have been a basket case. Instead, he loved to run my butt all over the tennis court.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How was his childhood?
My mom behaved this way. You do learn to avoid bringing them bad news, no matter how trivial the bad news is. They become someone you can not turn to or confide in.
Yep, my mom was like this too. I was sexually assaulted when I was 13 and didn't tell her because I couldn't handle managing her reaction at the same time I was trying to come to grips with what had happened to me.
This isn't empathy. It's narcissism.
Anonymous wrote:How was his childhood?
My mom behaved this way. You do learn to avoid bringing them bad news, no matter how trivial the bad news is. They become someone you can not turn to or confide in.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I think people are wrong to describe this as “empathy.” Empathy is understanding the feelings of others. This is elevating your own feelings over those of others and making everything all about your feelings. It’s basically ignoring the other peoples’ feelings and needs because you’re so caught up in your own.
This is OP. This is an interesting comment. I’m not sure it rings true though. He doesn’t share how he’s feeling with our kids. He would probably worry that his feeling badly might cause them to feel badly. He does try to help the kids with whatever they are going through or whatever he’s worried they might feel. The kids don’t know he’s upset, but I know him very well. For example, he’ll ask me 100 times after a bb game, “ do you think larlo’s Ok” but not in front of DS. Or, I can see how anxious he is before the game bc he’s worrying it will go poorly for DS. Yet, I wouldn’t describe him as generally empathetic either bc he’s not overly bothered if I or other people he cares about has a problem.
Anonymous wrote:I think its nice Dad is empathetic. I have a disfiguration due to a surgery and its very noticeable. My parents always acted like it was no big deal but I got teased constantly through high school and it was one. Maybe your minimizing the impact is equally harmful. I wish just once my parents acknowledged it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How was his childhood?
My mom behaved this way. You do learn to avoid bringing them bad news, no matter how trivial the bad news is. They become someone you can not turn to or confide in.
In reading this, I realize that my mom was like this too. Now as an adult, I try not to tell her about bad stuff. She acts as if illnesses were caused by me somehow. Like I brought them onto myself. She’s gotten better about it now that my siblings and I are adults now.