I don’t think there’s anything you can tell someone who just doesn’t care, except maybe “you’ll probably regret it when you do start caring”. And that doesn’t work very well, eg. people who act like assholes towards their girl/boyfriend and consistently get away with it.
What makes me care? Well, when I contemplate taking my flatmates stuff or even going into his room without explicit permission I feel extremely guilty, even though I know that he doesn’t mind if I go into his room, take his clothes off the drying rack, and then make off with the drying rack for my own use. But that’s only when I’m in the act of transgressing or strongly considering a transgression. Before I get to that point I don’t think caring feels like anything in particular. It’s more a matter of having strong enough internal rules that it doesn’t occur to me that I’m allowed to go against them.
I don’t think there’s anything you can tell someone who just doesn’t care, except maybe “you’ll probably regret it when you do start caring”. And that doesn’t work very well, eg. people who act like assholes towards their girl/boyfriend and consistently get away with it.
What makes me care? Well, when I contemplate taking my flatmates stuff or even going into his room without explicit permission I feel extremely guilty, even though I know that he doesn’t mind if I go into his room, take his clothes off the drying rack, and then make off with the drying rack for my own use. But that’s only when I’m in the act of transgressing or strongly considering a transgression. Before I get to that point I don’t think caring feels like anything in particular. It’s more a matter of having strong enough internal rules that it doesn’t occur to me that I’m allowed to go against them.