When people show me empathy, I usually feel they are somehow being fake. I accept it, and I do appreciate the fact that they are attempting to understand what I'm going through, or where I'm coming from, but the fact remains that they'll never experience anything from my particular perspective.
I do have people in my life that I can relate to, or that can relate to me, but it's definitely not everyone. Where one of my good friends 'gets it' right away, another of my associates would easily view me as 'nuts', or incompetent, or perhaps not worth the effort.
Whenever I'm asked "How are you?" my response is always "..fine." This is due to feeling that usually when people ask, it's because they feel they need to, not so much because they are truly concerned with the answer. It feels like they ask simply because it's the next step in an attempt at conversation. This is my conclusion, based on the fact that nearly anytime I attempt to tell others how I'm feeling, they lose interest in about as much time as it took them to phrase "How are you?".... it's kind of weird, because if I'm the one so self absorbed, so lacking true empathy, why is it that when I ask "How are you?" I truly want to know the answer??? I may not understand it, but I want to know, or else I wouldn't bother asking.
True empathy, I apprectiate.. plastic empathy, in my opinion, is for posers. The people who show me plastic empathy make me uncomfortable. These are the same people that have a difficult time with the fact that I'm not concerned if others 'like' me. They are the same ones who get upset that I stiffen up during hugs... the same ones that see me as aloof because I have no interest in their daily drama. My true friends, have little interest in it either.