Yeah yeah – I can DEFINITELY see your analogy working well. Very well indeed.
Empathy _is_ definitely a dangerous thing. I’m cursed with it. I don’t think it was an accident that I said “Empathic” instead of “Empathetic” : I related so well to Dianna Troi that it annoyed the hell out of me. I actually *hated* her character. It was like a female ‘me’ with a vague latino accent and going “Full Empathetic” mode.
I think that’s why I enjoy keeping a few sociopath friends here and there: It’s a relief to get away from the ‘feels’. I don’t revel in it… it drives me nuts ’cause I can’t run away from it tongue emoticon
Besides, it’s weird seeing “me” in other people. I have some INFP friends online and when they get into a group i see too much of ‘me’ mirrored sometimes and I’m like, “Quick! Somebody get me a logician! Stat!”
Ahhhh! I see it now. The “Why” of my question. ^ there it is. It’s about myself. k – now I see it – the inner battle between the never-stopping thinker + the empathetic that won’t stop empathizing.
I’ve shifted towards sympathetic though. Safety’s on. SO many safeties. Ugh. coping skills. Yup – gotta keep the walls up from full engagement so that my inner thinker keeps thinking.