It can be both a blessing and a curse. Sleeping is often like a complete reboot of the system... if I've been angry at the twit-in-chief or my lady of the house or depressed about something it is just straight up gone next time I wake up. Never existed. There truly is a sort of bliss to ignorance.
ROFL! I was just typing blessing and curse about remembering everything! Luckily, I do remember but, my ASD makes it so I have to actually put in effort to care, which has taken years to learn how to act sincere about a made-up feeling but, whatev's. If I don't put any effort in, I just couldn't give a shit because I'm wired not to and I come off as cold or aloof. To me it's just rational and logical.Like a fucking Vulcan.
"Oh. Your pet died. Damn, I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"
Wait, he looks sad. What's the sad one again? Oh, yeah.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry. That really sucks."
God, I hope that was the right one.
Well, he didn't make a strange face. Yup. Nailed it.
I still can't wrap my brain around the blame thing. I've tried for 40 years. I know the definition but I can't figure out why you would need to invent a word for that in the first place. I see it and I don't even think about who did it. How would that change the situation I find myself in, whatever that may be. I'm odd.
Don't worry. I already know.
EDIT It does make me feel different from everyone. And, it's not a visible difference so, obviously, people don't adjust or account for it.