I decided there are 2 kinds of compassion, and each sounds like this:
1.) “I see you are hurting, and I feel your pain, and I wish you would stop hurting me.”
2.) “I see you are hurting, and I feel your pain, and I wish you would no longer hurt.”
I thought this today, after having thought about it since last June, when a woman I only spoke with over the phone (from Match.com) said something like, “I feel your pain, and I don’t like it, because you are hurting me”. That started me thinking… I mean, how dare we rain upon someone else’s sunny day with our stuff, right? Especially in the land of “I’m addicted to Sunshine” – California.