It feels like instinct I think. My empathy is blind in the way that it happens but I wouldn't be able to give you any words for it besides I just feel and know it. I feel like people will overrun and invade my self, so I stay away or mask a blank slate. It's just really awkward because I have nowhere to put it (lack of sympathy), so Im forced to just holding on to it awkwardly, and I feel sour about doing that. It makes me bored and/or envious of people. Was this butt