The suffering of the survivors did not end with the war, society wanted no part of them. Instead of greeting them with flowers, instead of hailing their survival, begging for forgiveness for their indifference or rancor. “What you’re back? Auschwitz must not have been so terrible after all.”
from Elie Wiesel's MEMOIRS
this parallels my own experiences.
the very fact that i survived seems to be evidence that "it wasn't that bad."
i believe, this may explain the lack of empathy i perceive to receive.
i must not grieve that others cannot truly conceive what i went through, if they lack comparison.
i should be thankful for that.
to be honest, i cannot completely comprehend other people's problems either... nor can i feel their pain.
i can only imagine it, for brief moments, and when that becomes overwhelming or unbearable, i simply shut it off.