That’s me around age 5or 6. Seems like a long time ago, so long in fact that I don’t really remember.
I remember first hearing my voice on playback on a tape recorder – it was me, but didn’t sound like me; or at least how I thought I sounded. That was the first time I realized that other people see and hear me differently than I see and hear myself.
Empathy. A simple skill that seems so elementary, but that is easy to forget. It’s kind of like avoiding thinking about our own mortality, we lose sight of this simple fact – each of us lives in our own reality.
If we were to get caught up being too empathic too much of the time, we would have a hard time focusing on our own happiness or accomplishing anything – we would be too busy thinking about others and that we have no control over any reality but our own. So nilist!