I am a sensitive soul. I care deeply, I feel deeply, I hurt deeply, I enjoy deeply…
I have been accused, in the past, of being overly sensitive and I understand why. I honestly do. Caring deeply about a person or a political issue, or whatever, means that I commit 100% to any discussion I have about said person or issue. I’ll get loud and adamant during the discussion and this makes people uncomfortable, because “Hey, it’s not a big deal.”
But it is. To me.
And that is not a bad thing. If I care about you in the least, I care deeply. I can’t help it, I can’t change it; it’s simply a fact of my life. I take things more seriously than most people because of my sensitivity, and that’s okay. I would feel like half the person I am if I cared less than I do now.
I won’t apologize for being my sensitive self. Nor should you feel that I should. In the same way I shouldn’t feel like you ought to feel more than you do. We should have variety in everything, right? Not just ice cream flavors.
When it comes to being labeled “overly” sensitive, I really am about being judged for it. The reason is, is that I appreciate the depths of feeling I am capable of. But if I could trade it for less pain I wouldn’t. Ever. If I am to be allowed my extreme joys, I have to tolerate the sorrows.
Honestly, it’s a lot easier to do since I decided I didn’t give a good goddam if anyone else was okay with it or not. My feelings are none of anybody’s business but mine.