Ooooo, I like counting my blessings. It makes me feel warm inside. :-)
I am touched when I count my blessings. When I count someone else's blessings I feel happy if I have the same blessings, sad/angry if their blessings are ones I wanted but have not received, and nothing otherwise. In contrast, when I hear of someone's sadness, even if I do not personally know them, I am instantly able to put myself in their shoes and feel my own version of their pain, even if I have never had their experience. In fact, I do this so instinctively that I have to make a conscious effort not to get sucked into a depressive state. I would like to be able to do the same with others' happiness.
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I am touched when I count my blessings. When I count someone else's blessings I feel happy if I have the same blessings, sad/angry if their blessings are ones I wanted but have not received, and nothing otherwise. In contrast, when I hear of someone's sadness, even if I do not personally know them, I am instantly able to put myself in their shoes and feel my own version of their pain, even if I have never had their experience. In fact, I do this so instinctively that I have to make a conscious effort not to get sucked into a depressive state. I would like to be able to do the same with others' happiness.