For me, I believe i learned empathy from my mother. I think it's true that some people just don't aquire this skill. I've actually stopped to think and I've realised...I'm different and everyone is different. I guess I always thought that everyone felt empathy and that everyone knew what I was tlaking about when i felt sorry for a friend or had a dislike for mean things on t.v. I guess it's the burden we empathetic people must deal with...it is our responsibility to care and understand others' pain. I can't imagine living in a world of fear. To just get back at people all my life and not care at all for someone who is grieving. I dunno...all this thinking is getting me depressed and realising how tough our world is to live in