Sympathy a la Asperger’s Syndrome
The other day, S, upon seeing a scrape/bruise on my foot incurred over the weekend during my yard work visit to the dump and a run in with Honey’s car door, exclaimed,
“The sight of that alone broke my heart into a million pieces then those pieces exploded into a million pieces then those exploded into a million pieces so that it must be powder by now.”
I do love him. He is very clever is expressing empathy in an unexpected ways, which is also quite unexpected for a person with a syndrome that specifically states difficulty in expressing empathy for others. Of course, having the visual of an actual wound probably helped. I bet he would have really enjoyed watching it bleed.