You grieve more deeply.
You hurt more profoundly.
You can’t force yourself to ignore the thoughts that bring you pain.
Songs like this creep into your head keeping you in pain
The bad part about being so sensitive
November 11, 2009 by raisingsmartgirls
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Amen sister.
thanks
Have you ever come across this poem by Pearl Buck? I think it says it well (if you change the pronoun to “her”:
The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this:
A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.
To him…
a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death.
– Pearl Buck
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Welcome (back)!
No, I have not seen this poem before. What a beautiful and accurate expression of what it’s like to be this sensitive.
This one is definitely a keeper.
Thank you for sharing it with me.
Oh, and for some reason, I don’t get hung up on him/her pronouns. I’ve always identified fairly equally with both the masculine and the feminine, and leaves me feeling rather removed from gender identity issues.