Under Construction - MHWA Retreat

My coldness runs pretty deep. I can fake it to some degree, but I don't think I'm super convincing. I actually love attention most of the time. I'm an outgoing person, so I definitely don't shy away from the spotlight.

I'm uncomfortable when people cry in front of me too. I don't hug except for my son and husband. I prefer not to be touched except for shaking hands, a business necessity that is pretty automatic for me now. I also don't cry very often myself and fight through it very quickly, so I can't relate when someone like... falls apart in front of me.

I have no sympathy (though I go through the motions of saying "so sorry" or "I feel for you" or whatever because it's better than just... staring at them). Pretty sure I don't sympathize because I have no (or very little) empathy and can't really... put myself in their place or whatever. Generally, I'm more likely to be like "Hey... that sucks. If you need a distraction, hit me up. We can listen to some music and talk about movies or books or whatever."

I also don't think anyone needs to have sympathy for me. They're welcome to... but it's not necessary. Like, that's sorta silly in my view. I'm awesome... in general, I think that the way I am is pretty great. When someone dies or something, I don't need condolences or sympathy or whatever either. Seems... weird to me that anyone else would care but family or mutual friends. It's like... it affects strangers more than me, which is disconcerting somehow. I've accepted it as like... what people do. Like people praying... that has no affect on me at all but seems to make them feel better, so that's fine. You know?

Basically, I'm just not into emotional stuff. That's not where I live or what I do.