Personal Essay: My Empathetic Self

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My Empathetic Self I can read my friends and family's minds. When ever my friends and family are feeling down, I will know. I can just feel how they feel deep down in my gut if they are angry I feel anger but i'm not mad.This helps me a lot since I like to support my friends and keep them happy or just neutral. I am just a natural problem solver. I'm also very trustworthy because I know very well what it is like to be eaten up from the inside and have no one to talk about it. My empathy for close friend and family is very powerful It's like I Can read their minds. I was on my way to school on the bus thinking that everything is okay. The day was nice, and I had actually wanted to wake up which was a surprise. When I arrive I went to the cafeteria …show more content…

He is a very calm person and not so easy to talk to when you don't know much about him he's never really been interested in people in fact he likes to consider himself a loner; I think otherwise he for some reason is very close to any girl he comes in contact with it almost like he is a girl. During lunch recess I tried again to see what's wrong and this time he was ready to tell me that something was happening in his family that was stressing him out. I talked about it with him for a bit and he recovered and was fine after that. Another story about my empathy involves me and my family specific my mother. When we were in california probably five years before we decided to move to iowa my family had problems in it that were making everybody stressed. It was the death of my great grand ma witch to me was the nicest women I have ever met.I was too young at the time to be sad about death but my mother was devastated and dropped into tears when she heard that her grandma had passed. My empathy is even stronger when it comes to my mother. I never had a dad figure in my life I had 2 step dad’s but I never liked them and my mom started to learn why I did not like them Because they were just bad people so my mother was the only parent I had.When she was on the ground crying I could not help but hug her and cry as well which must of helped her

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