All my life I’ve been told “You’re too sensitive!” “Get your feelings off your shoulder.” “We pick on you because you make it so easy.” And I hate it. I always have. Those words have been engrained in my mind and made me grow up to think that my sensitive personality was a bad thing. That it is something that hindered me from being normal. And for a long time, I truly felt like it was.
But then I realized something so so important. Being sensitive is NOT a bad thing. It is a great thing. Because I am sensitive, I feel things deeply. I can watch a tv show and empathize with the characters. I cry as if I actually know them and feel their pain. I feel every little thing and I used to think (or really, be told) that it was a bad thing. But that is not the case.
I honestly have a lot of thoughts on life and other subjects like this, but it is hard for me to get the words out in sentences and to get my true point across. I feel so many things at once and I think that’s a part of being sensitive, so bare with me.
Sometimes I let people’s words and actions hurt me. And of course, that makes me wish I could be “tough” and “strong”, but what does that even mean?? I mean seriously. My sensitivity allows me to see the world in such an intense, beautiful way. An old picture, the way someone’s eyes crinkle when they’re laughing, a color, or a few notes of my favorite song are all things that I have the ability to see the true beauty of.
Since I am able to feel deeply, I am able to LOVE deeply.
Everything I come across and everything I experience, I feel intensely. I feel it all and it shakes me to the core. I feel every action and every word. They go straight to my heart. And when you feel these feelings and think about these things a lot, you tend to learn a lot about yourself. And I think that when you know yourself, you know life.
We sensitive people may suffer more, but we also love more and dream more.
This may seem like a bunch of random thoughts jumbled together & truly that’s because it is. But I guess what I’m trying to say is that you’re entitled to every one of your feelings. Don’t allow anyone to belittle you for your sensitivity. Vulnerability does not make us weak; it makes us human. It’s taken me almost 20 years to come to terms with how my mind and heart work together, but I’ve finally understood that what others see as my weakness, I see as my super power.