There was an excellent article about mothering over on Jezebel. Apparently, now that she is a mother, the author has discovered depths of empathy she had never know. I was born with that kind of empathy, and there are times when it has crippled me with depressive episodes.
When I say my heart breaks for people who have suffered the unfathomable and infinite pain of losing a child, it sincerely breaks.
Yeah, I empathetic, too. I thought it couldn’t get any worse. And then I had kids.
“I’m” yeesh
Pass the tissues, please. (That was serious, not snarky. I wish tone of voice transmitted better over the interwebs.)