Swollen Goat said:
You're the most sensitive insensitive person I've seen. Most just say that stuff. But you're kind of right when you say that depressed people aren't right in the brain. It can be chemical, or they just might not have the mental coping skills that you were lucky enough to have been born with. I understand why you can't comprehend such thoughts because your brain works completely different then someone with depression. Not trying to rag on you, just maybe explain a little bit?
I suppose it's the difference between an academic understanding of a concept and actual hands-on experience - I consider myself insensitive primarily because I can't actually
relate, not because I can't identify various emotional states that others are experiencing. I'm the sort of individual who never understood "peer pressure" because I can't recall ever experiencing it, and my sense of self-worth has never much been tied to the opinions of others; it makes me rather hard to truly insult for one, but also leaves me a tad bit baffled when people take insults to heart (instead of just getting mad at whoever insulted you).
I'm quite emotional though in certain contexts - I can make myself cry simply by thinking of certain concepts for instance - and I comport myself as a quiet, unassuming and generally pleasant fellow throughout the lions share of my societal interactions, so recognizing and responding appropriately to emotional cues is a crucial part of that. My real personality is almost nothing like what most people end up seeing, but for all my caustic and mercurial tendencies I don't have it in me to be cruel; hence why the few people who get me to engage on a deep enough level that the topic of emotional frames of mind come up would probably tell you that I
am sensitive.
I know I'm not of course, but I also don't believe that being wired to be an insensitive jackass who doesn't give a crap about the opinions or feelings of others therefore gives me the excuse to behave like one. And so I choose to comport myself in a manner quite dissimilar from my natural tendencies - not because I care about how my conduct will be perceived, but because I care about my conduct itself, regardless of who might be watching; I make an effort because I believe it's the right thing to do.
Hopefully that little glimpse into my psyche was helpful, because I'm not sure what else I can really say about the topic - it's just something I can't comprehend on a personal level, and since my worldview suggests that one can choose to find joy in even the most miserable of situations, I tend to ascribe the sort of crippling depression that leads to suicidal impulses as a personal failing that people ultimately need to "snap out of" (I would never actually tell someone that though).