Is it normal that i get sick of meeting people with tragic pasts?
I know right from the get go this makes me sound like a terrible person, and I don't really know why I'm like this, but for whatever reason, I've become sick of knowing people who've had something tragic or emotionally draining happen in their lives.
I'm not talking about people who complain or talk about their issues all the time, I'm just talking about people in general. Like I could know somebody at work for months, not really knowing much about them, and then I hear about something completely terrible that's happening in their life, and I feel like I just want to roll my eyes.
I've had a completely fortunate, and normal life: I've had no alcoholic parent, no abusive or controlling boyfriend, no manipulative or scheming friend, no person who's tried to molest me, I've never been kicked out of the house, my parents never got a divorce, I don't have an Autistic sibling, I didn't have a relative that died tragically, I don't have a close relative who's a terrible human being- I'm the only person I know that hasn't had anything like this happen to me.
Nothing bad has ever happened to me in my life, so really, that should make me more empathetic toward people who do have issues... but really, it just makes me annoyed.
Maybe I've just met so many people with issues, I've become immune to it, and I could care less about peoples' issues. Or maybe I feel like I'm the one that's weird because I have nothing tragic going on in my life, I don't know. Either way, every time I discover a person I know has something bad happen to them in their past, like one of their parents was an alcoholic, or their dog recently became blind, my first instinct is to roll my eyes and ask myself "Why can't I ever meet a NORMAL person?"
I don't really know for certain why I have little patience for people who reveal to me their tragic or painful or terrible pasts. I know this is a horrible thing to think, and I'm gonna get a bunch of comments saying "You're a heartless bitch", but maybe someone can help me why I think like this? Why don't I have more empathy for people who are less fortunate than me?