I definitely think that for me these reactions are linked to having children. I have autism too, which doesn’t help me obsessing over upsetting details I’ve heard.
Before dc, as a teenager, I would actively seek out horror movies, stories or books of real life horrors etc. I found them fascinating.
After dc, it’s been an eye opener.
If I hear stories of the baby girls in Pakistan, how children were treated during the holocaust, basically anything where children have been hurt, I obsess over them and cry whenever I think of them.
Ultimately what stops me is that I feel selfish for doing so. They aren’t mine to grieve over, me being a drama queen isn’t helping them.
And if I’m completely honest that doesn’t always work permanently, but it seems to help put that story out of my mind long enough for me to ‘have a rest’ from it.
However, there are some I can’t seem to get rid of (I won’t go into details for anyone else who actively avoids things like that)
I cannot get rid of the rage or pain that resurfaces when I see a story where children have been sexually abused or killed.
I think part of this is that I know damn well, even though that particular child’s pain is over, that right this second many more children are being hurt and there isn’t a damn thing anyone can really do about it.
It has always happened, and it will always happen.
And I fucking hate humanity and wish we’d get smashed by an asteroid when that particularly depressive thought happens. Because that’s the only way it will definitely never happen again.
I try to see the good in people. But personal experiences have taught me that that good is often an act. Either to appear ‘good’ to other people and get their ego stroked or to cover up their own evil, in whatever form it takes.