My mom was cutting pizza when it jumped out of the pan and all over her and the floor. The pizza was mine, a special flavor she rarely gets. She felt bad about it, of course. Me, I felt more bad for her than for the loss of my pizza. I felt empathy to an extreme with her in that I probably felt more bad than she did. This led to me being overly concerned and asking her again and again if she was okay, probably to the point of annoyance.
Has anyone felt like this before? A surge of empathy that surpasses even the original person’s emotions?