Friday, August 14, 2009

iam a sensitive person

I am a sensitive person. Please don't tell me that I shouldn't be this way. It's the way I am, much as you are the way you are. Accept me for myself as I accept you for yourself.

I am an adult who sometimes has the need to cry. It takes a lot of courage to do that, more than you can possibly imagine. Please don't remind me that in our society grownups don't cry. Some of us do, difficult though it may be, and you trivialize and diminish me when you attach shame to this act.

I often feel what you feel. Your emotions become mine. I cannot explain this, it is just part of my gift. I am not trying to frighten you. When you communicate with me, at times I will see very deeply into your innermost nature. Perhaps without knowing, you are laying bare your soul, and later on, you might be anxious about this, or even angry with me. But this is something that just happens. It is not something I've asked for; sometimes I see things that I would rather not see, and I learn things that I would much prefer not to know, especially if you are deceitful or trying to hurt. Please understand, though, that I will keep your confidences, I will not betray your thoughts and feelings, and above all I will not use what I learn to hurt you, even if you are trying to hurt me.

My gift is a gift from God, and like all such gifts, I did not request it and often don't want it. Yet, I was given it for a reason, and it is not for me to question. With this gift is attached much responsibility and much difficulty. I know I am to use this gift for the good of others. Please allow me to do so, but please give me the understanding and the space that I need, for sometimes it becomes more than I can bear and I must withdraw for a little while, lest I become unable to cope.

But my friendship and caring is without limit and is yours for as long as you wish it. As a sensitive person I am capable of deep emotion, genuine feeling, and abiding love. I treasure relationships, and though I don't make a lot of them, the ones I do make are lasting and meaningful.

I place before you my gifts and my talents, ****ets and my flaws, my achievements and my failures, my hopes and my mission, and, ultimately, what I am. I ask only acceptance and understanding. Grant me that much.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for posting this. I am having a particularly difficult day and this was definitely the highlight. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts in this blog!

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