~ Seeing. Not Looking ~

Oh so many wondered and asked how it is to be like me.
Or just to be me.
However, it's hard to explain and someone that never experienced something similar propably won't understand.
There's no particular reason for every single detail, but people are always demanding particular reasons.

But..... to cite an example:
There is no explanation why I'm not affected when some family member dies. Or a close friend. Or someone else.
It's a fact, period.
I can't change that behaviour and I can't change the way my heart works.
Some even assume I don't have one anyway. But I doubt that.

I accept that most people have to cry or are otherwise affected by death, so why can't they accept my way of dealing with that?
I don't request them to *understand* it, but acceptance should at least be possible.