I have decided that I am just a highly sensitive person, and I think that's ok. I need to embrace that aspect of myself. I recently found this article about highly sensitive people, and these are the characteristics that they list:
- Being conscientious sometimes to the point of being a perfectionist
- Having a heightened awareness to subtleties in their environment
- Can become overwhelmed and need to 'get away' to be by themselves
- May feel compelled to file and organize things and thoughts
- Appreciate simplicity and may become over stimulated or immobolized by chaos, clutter or stress
- Are very uncomfortable when they feel things are getting out of control
- Have a deep, rich, inner life, are very spiritual, and experience vivid dreams
- Are very intuitive and can usually sense if someone isn't telling the truth or if something is wrong
- Become easily concerned and think or worry about things
- May have also had the experience of 'cutting people' out of their life
- Are startled and cautious in new situations
- May have trouble sleeping
- May be extra sensitive to pain
- Don't like crowds
- Often avoid violent movies or TV shows
- Have a deep respect for nature, art and music
- Need alone time
Some of these characteristics don't fit with who I am at all, but others fit very well. Being highly sensitive is not a bad thing, but sometimes I feel that it gets in the way, and I think that sometimes I try to suppress what I'm feeling, because I don't want to be perceived as weak.
I think this goes back to my childhood. I always wanted to pretend I was tougher than I was. During one particular incident when I was a little girl, I remember watching 'Little House On the Prairie' and during a particularly emotional moment my brother would look to see if my sister or I were crying or not. That was an emotional show. I mean who didn't cry when Mary went blind or when she lost her baby. So I'd always pretend I wasn't crying when I really was.
So I will embrace and accept this part of me. I will not apologize for being who I am. If I cry, I cry. If I get flustered or overwhelmed, so be it. But I am who I am, and neither you nor I can change that. In a year of changing my life some things are about not changing, but about accepting and embracing certain aspects of my life, and this is one of them.
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