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Happiness Makes Us Insensitive

Have you observed how, happiness makes us insensitive? Like when you were happy, you couldn't comprehend or were patient enough to hear out or really feel for someone who's in not so great state?

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Horsie said…
so so true! i've been gulity of that often.

wat happened to u?
12 Feb 2008, 13:11:00
angela said…
sorry to be contradicting your last few posts... but i find that actually, when i am happy, that is when i am most sensitive and receptive to other people's needs... when i am depressed, it is hard for me to get out of the hole to understand other people.
12 Feb 2008, 14:10:00
Eastertide said…
Horsie - Aye! Me too! Tell me, does that make us insensitive or self absorbed or detached?

Ange - Contradict away. Honestly :-) We always had those long 4 hour conversations, remember? I think u belong to the other half of the population. No, actually u are a minority. I have often found people like me - insensitive when happy. Yes, there is another group which is insensitve when they are depressed. I guess thats where u fit.
12 Feb 2008, 23:14:00
Horsie said…
eastertide,

in my case, think its self-absorbed.

you - i think detached.
13 Feb 2008, 10:07:00
Anonymous said…
aha(rubbing hands in glee)! Gyaan-o-meter on high.

I agree and disagree with you (hah! u need an mba to come up with statements like this).

Happiness does not make us insensitive. But euphoria does (but euphoria is shortlived).
Nor does suffering make us more tuned to distress in others. Point being, empathy is not necessarily a function of one's state of mind.
14 Feb 2008, 19:23:00
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