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Oh that poor child!!!!

I'll blame it on getting older. Yah, that's the ticket.

Apparently, I'm getting even more soft-hearted in my *ahem* maturity. Recently while reading a fanfic that portrayed the childhood of a favorite character, I found myself actually weeping and full of grief and woe for what the "child" in the story had to endure.

Not that the story contained horrible abuse – just the little abuses – the neglect, the misunderstanding, the minimizing of feelings – those that come along in most every life. But obviously I was far too sensitive to even such "mild" ill-treatment that I had to stop reading the story.

I also am willing to admit that I had to give up trying to read the first Harry Potter book, because when I got to the part about him living in the cupboard under the stairs, I couldn't continue. I love the HP series, and have enjoyed lots of fanfic about my favorite pairing of the fandom (HP/SS); I just can't read about child Harry's experiences with his horrid relatives.

Thankfully, I know my reaction isn't because I identify with such abuse. For every tough time in my past, I recognize that there were many experiences I am glad I missed. But, somehow I acquired a double-dose of sympathy or empathy or just plain weepiness when it comes to kids suffering even everyday troubles.

I hope it makes me a better person. I know it makes me a better consumer of tissues to blot these maudlin tears.

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