"I still get very high and very low in life. Daily. But I've finally accepted the fact that sensitive is just how I was made, that I don't have to hide it and I don't have to fix it. I'm not broken." - hplyrikz.comRead On!>>>
2 // I'd rather people meet me through my writing first because I don't know what to say out of my mouth half the time when I meet people in person. See my personality first through my written words so you can see how to take me (or leave me alone).
3 // I soak up energy like a sponge and I'm still learning how to control this, but when I'm alone and I'm writing there is no other energy there to influence or overwhelm me. This is peace. I can hear myself. This is my air.
4 // I often wake up in the morning feeling uncertain of what feelings to commit to as they circle around me saying, Remember me? I am here. Focus on me. It's my turn. What can you make with me?
5 // My feelings and ideas are more complicated than my words will allow. I'm consumed with the effort to express myself.
6 // Why have so many people in my life dismissed me for being too sensitive? People are delicate. We all show it in different ways. Why doesn't everyone see that?
7 // I never know what to say when it is time to say it. It takes me a long time to think things through and respond. I'm not shutting down or running away. I'm processing. Or I'm blurting out something ridiculous because I don't know what else to say.
8 // And then there was a time when I saw my bad feelings and my darkest shadows and I was terrified of them like they might just metastasize and take over all of my good feelings and consume me.
9 // Sadness is intoxicating. I see how people can lose themselves to it.
10 // Self, I know you are there. I know I have neglected you long enough. It's just...I see how much you care and that has always scared me. Sometimes it scares other people too.
11 // I only want to talk about love and fear and creativity. The makings of a soul. The living of a life. The secret places.
12 // Now that I know who I am, I've become more distant and protective of my space. I know this is interpreted the wrong way sometimes. And still, I love who I've become.
13 // Laugh with me, dance with me, make love to me, make art with me. Don't talk so much. But when you speak, move me. Save your deepest thoughts for me.
14 // I want to show up but I don't want to be seen. I feel invisible but in the way. No one understands me, but I'm convinced I can make a difference.
15 // Here I am. Fully dressed and totally naked. My soul, exposed. More and more, this is the only way I know how to be.