What it's like to have a Sensitive Heart
I've read many of those Thought Catalog pieces, scanning eagerly for something to relate to. No matter what the topic, I always thought (no pun intended) to myself: this doesn't speak to me. So I wanted to write what it's like to be sensitive, at least what it's like for me. Lately I've noticed how sensitive I am and how that can contrast in a world that can be so dark and negative.
For me, being sensitive can be exhausting. I often feel other peoples' energies can effect me more than a normal person. There are energies that can drain you, leaving you feeling almost dizzy with anxiety. When I laugh a little slower, I know I need a break. A break from whatever it is: work, social media, friends, etc. I need to recharge my batteries more often than I'd like. I want to power through and not worry what people do or say, but that part of me is still alive. It's lessening over time- but it's still there. It's a work in progress.
I also know having my own space, my own time is so important. Sometimes I need to just shut off/shut down and read a book or write. For anyone who has a hectic full time job coupled with a hectic personal life that can feel so unattainable. I take the time when I can. I use to feel guilty, but I've realized I need that time to feel better, to work on myself, to relax and breathe.
I'm drawn to other sensitive types. I like sensitive people, I enjoy their softness in a world that has harsh angles. I enjoy that they are who they are, this is their heart and they are honest and open about it. In a world where it's considered a weakness, I find it to be a strength.
I always know, for me, a good cry can be a perfect release. A release of sadness or anger or frustration. It's letting go of those negative feelings in a physical way.
Stories of tragedy can move me to tears or put me into motion to help someone suffering. There's only so much suffering and tragedy you can take with you though, it's important to turn off the phone sometimes. Put your laptop down, turn off the television. Breathe. Focus. Be grateful for the good things.
I'm glad today I could carve out some time for myself to sit and write and read. I'm grateful for that. I've been exhausted lately by life. It feels good to be in my own little space and be able to breathe easier. Those moments, that fill your heart with joy like silver and pink balloons, are so very precious. I'm nostalgic, I'm emotional and sensitive. It can be draining and sometimes it can be a beautiful thing. What I learned is you just got to listen to what your head, heart and body are saying. Rest. Relax. Laugh. Pray. Go for a run. Not everything in life is easy and we may not have all the answers, but those things that rejuvenate us and empower us are important - regardless if you are sensitive or not.
I challenge you to do something good for yourself. Listen to your favorite song and smile. Take a walk by that path where all the cherry blossom trees overlap that you've been meaning to go to but you keep telling yourself you're just too busy. Pause and breathe. That positivity will radiate on to others. I believe that. I believe that in this sensitive ole' heart of mine.