I cannot imagine that I could possibly experience anything more or better than how it feels to be sensitive. But when you live this life, chances are you will do it
alone. It is hard for others to
understand. I have always viewed it as a
deficit, often feeling damaged and unable to keep up, or even stupid not
understanding why I was so hurt when others could simply walk through the same
situation without blinking.
I wonder, are they more like me, are they just better at
hiding and pretending?
Are they afraid... afraid of the pain when they cannot understand the gifts.
My heart sings when I see and feel other's sensitivity,
it means I am not alone!
Sensitivity is my strength!
it means I am not alone!
Sensitivity is my strength!
"Shine" Jason Mraz
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