Lack of empathy.....or anything at all....

[CosmicNoodle]

OK, I'll start by saying. I'm not a phyco or crule. I'm not a dastardly lunatic with plans to kill everyone.....yet. I'm only.....partially.....insane at the moment.

I have noticed, I don't give a rats arse (yes I'm British) about human life, I don't value it in any way shape or form, to me it is expendable, about as valuable as a paper plane, good to have but you don't care if you lose it..

For some reason, I don't care whether people live or die, be it people I know or don't know. Not because I'm greaving and this is my way of dealing with it, not because I'm insane.
I just don't seem to have any value of it at all, whereas, so far as I understand, everyone else does. Do any of you lack empathy or care for human life, or is it just me, have I finally snapped or something?

[ksdnfkfr]

This could be as simple as you just being apathetic. As someone who has pronounced autism, I lack empathy for the most part. Doesn't make me a bad person.

[backjruton]

Right now I think I'm stuck between 2 stages. Empathy and no empathy. Look at your other post, I just posted a shitload!! :eek: It's part of autism too for me, and I experience empathy a hella lot less than most other people.

Killing people does sound fun though. :eek:

[DiamondsGirl]

Are you autistic? If not, then meet the first non-autistic commenter that can raise her hand and say "I can relate to that".

Ever since I realized that I don't have people to turn to like other kids around me, I sorta stopped feeling stuffs. Not only am I non-empathetic towards human life, I am also incapable of feeling feelings. The last time I FEEL happy is a little over 12 years ago. The last time I feel sad is a little more recent; 5-6 years ago. Every time I cry, I cry just because my body tells me to. I don't feel nothing at my chest. It's actually comical. One moment I was like "I HATE MY LIFE" and seconds later I'd be like "alright enough of that" and stops crying immediately. I think it's hilarious now. Back then, not so much.

My inability to feel has proven to be that one side of me I can hardly accept. I used to call myself "the plain water" or "the plank of wood" because my facial expression hardly changes. I love my dog, but only logically. I don't feel that love. I could easily imagine how many years he has left in this Earth by decreasing his breed's general lifespan and his current age. I could also easily imagine how he'd die and what would I do after he's gone. I love what few friends I have left, but again only logically. I am about to leave this country for college and each of them is going to go to different places on Earth too. I don't feel anything about that. They're already crying and bidding farewells while I sit comfortably at the end of the table sipping my coffee. I've been thinking about killing people since I was 12 or 13. I still do. In fact, in a very brief psychopath test provided by my local newspaper, I am inches from passing with flying colors.

It used to depress me so much... It makes me feel so fake. There were days when I spend a lot of time thinking "if you can't feel, then why are you human, Liv? Ain't feelings the only thing that differentiate ghosts from real living humans??" "if you can't feel, why are you even born?". Such stuffs.

But the fact that I lack empathy only helps me accepts myself sooner. It's alright I can't feel. I don't need to. I don't need to feel a tingling sensation in my chest to know that I love what few people I have in my life. I don't need to feel a burning rage in my chest to punch your face because you insult my friend (even if I don't really feel offended! Ha!). I won't allow anyone tell me I don't love my dog. Heck I'd kill you if you do (see? LOL). So yeah... acceptance is key :) stay strong dude x sorry for the long post

[Tungsten]

OK, I'll start by saying. I'm not a phyco or crule. I'm not a dastardly lunatic with plans to kill everyone.....yet. I'm only.....partially.....insane at the moment.

I have noticed, I don't give a rats arse (yes I'm British) about human life, I don't value it in any way shape or form, to me it is expendable, about as valuable as a paper plane, good to have but you don't care if you lose it..

For some reason, I don't care whether people live or die, be it people I know or don't know. Not because I'm greaving and this is my way of dealing with it, not because I'm insane.
I just don't seem to have any value of it at all, whereas, so far as I understand, everyone else does. Do any of you lack empathy or care for human life, or is it just me, have I finally snapped or something?

You're not alone, you haven't necessarily "snapped" as you put it, everyone has their own set of morals and ideals that they synthesized, and whether they treat human life as sacred or that it "is expendable" makes them no less valid.

Are you autistic? If not, then meet the first non-autistic commenter that can raise her hand and say "I can relate to that".

Ever since I realized that I don't have people to turn to like other kids around me, I sorta stopped feeling stuffs. Not only am I non-empathetic towards human life, I am also incapable of feeling feelings. The last time I FEEL happy is a little over 12 years ago. The last time I feel sad is a little more recent; 5-6 years ago. Every time I cry, I cry just because my body tells me to. I don't feel nothing at my chest. It's actually comical. One moment I was like "I HATE MY LIFE" and seconds later I'd be like "alright enough of that" and stops crying immediately. I think it's hilarious now. Back then, not so much.

My inability to feel has proven to be that one side of me I can hardly accept. I used to call myself "the plain water" or "the plank of wood" because my facial expression hardly changes. I love my dog, but only logically. I don't feel that love. I could easily imagine how many years he has left in this Earth by decreasing his breed's general lifespan and his current age. I could also easily imagine how he'd die and what would I do after he's gone. I love what few friends I have left, but again only logically. I am about to leave this country for college and each of them is going to go to different places on Earth too. I don't feel anything about that. They're already crying and bidding farewells while I sit comfortably at the end of the table sipping my coffee. I've been thinking about killing people since I was 12 or 13. I still do. In fact, in a very brief psychopath test provided by my local newspaper, I am inches from passing with flying colors.

It used to depress me so much... It makes me feel so fake. There were days when I spend a lot of time thinking "if you can't feel, then why are you human, Liv? Ain't feelings the only thing that differentiate ghosts from real living humans??" "if you can't feel, why are you even born?". Such stuffs.

But the fact that I lack empathy only helps me accepts myself sooner. It's alright I can't feel. I don't need to. I don't need to feel a tingling sensation in my chest to know that I love what few people I have in my life. I don't need to feel a burning rage in my chest to punch your face because you insult my friend (even if I don't really feel offended! Ha!). I won't allow anyone tell me I don't love my dog. Heck I'd kill you if you do (see? LOL). So yeah... acceptance is key :) stay strong dude x sorry for the long post

On a more personal note, I often feel much like DiamondsGirl, for me it started early High School, when I became more apathetic because of people being insulting and such...

[DiamondsGirl]

:) I'm happy I'm not the only one.

[CosmicNoodle]

Yay (slightly unenthusiastic), we can all fail to give a shit together!

[Cygnus]

Yay (slightly unenthusiastic), we can all fail to give a shit together!

Well, there is a possibility here which is that you have reached indifference. A complete state of indifference is nearly impossible to achieve, but let's say I've been decently immersed in indifference. Is that bad? Not really.

It could also be an emotional wall, but I trust your word as you say it, so I doubt it.

[Mojofilter]

You're a cynic, just like me and ol charlie manson.
Seriously though, I feel the same way. Theres a name for it, anhedonia. A form of depression.

[CharlieHorse]

I am the exact opposite.
I have too much empathy.
I also become attached really easily.

[Rocketsnail]

Well do other people actually exist? And do they really deserve ones concern? I've heard that some people think that "they" are human but everyone else is a robot, or fake. I honestly think I would have to agree with you on this.

[backjruton]

When it just comes to feeling good and bad for other people, I feel these things but much much less than I expect other people would. Everything for me just seems to be a big mess, I'm in massive confusion, for a while I thought all the people around me were robots and I still feel that in a way; especially some friends in school and the teachers...definitely the teachers, how else could they cope with saying the same thing over and over class after class? I know I wouldn't be able to do it, especially because I expect to get laughed at because of my voice and the way I say certain words...