After 911, I found myself crying hard whenever I read stories on it. I felt very embarrassed. I do not know anyone there so why do I cry? It got so bad, I stopped reading news on it. Or news on any world tragedies. I read the headlines only. I kept to that for a long time. And so I started searching.

It felt like PTSD but how could it be PTSD? To get PTSD, one has to encounter something horrific. I was not there.

Then the Tsunami, I read about a mother on the beach crying for her lost child. I found myself in her, crying.

I continued searching and one day I found it, – empath. It explains everything. The way I would feel the emotion rising causing me to cry yet I know it does not come from me but come from outside. Once it passes, it passes though it left me emotionally drained. Once I discovered that, I learned how to protect myself by blotting out things that could cause me to experience such emotions.