A bus driver once pulled over and sat there crying. I was the only one on the bus. He looked up at me in the rearview mirror and said "my sister just died".
I pretended to listen to music and ignored him. I dont have much empathy on an individual level, probs something to do with Neurodivergence. He sat there for a bit and said "ok then" and then started driving again.
I want my heart to be full