Hearing about other people’s health issues, gives me something else to cope with. That feeling I had when I first heard the news of my mother’s terminal illness, the feeling of foreboding where I couldn’t go back to where I was before I heard the news, yet the news would catapult me into a different place so that I had to deal with her illness.
We tend to go through phases, where we only seem to hear bad news and it’s hard not to be affected by that. I believe in some small way some of us may be emotionally affected by what we hear, we’re only human after all. This is something I’ve always struggled with ever since I was a small child.