The Difference Between Sympathy and Empathy

CW: pet death “So, are you going to get a new cat?” my coworker, Bridget, asked. Her eyebrows rounded and the gray streak in her hair glowed in the harsh fluorescent light. A mixture of impatience and grief constricted my throat. I had come so close to getting out the door. My computer was off, …

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Daphne and Apollo

I’ve come to love the silence. When I was human, noise always meant Apollo was around. With him, silence was in short supply. Even his smile was loud. We met in the pool. That's not a euphemism or anything: I was a competitive swimmer. He claimed he was training with Coach Gattis, but I wouldn't have put …