Sensitivity is a double-edged sword for sure. In the previous journal I have explored the dark times I experienced partly because of my HSP trait. However, now I understand why I am the way I was and can find peace with myself. With this revelation, I am also able to appreciate the bright side of this endowment.
I have realized for long I do 'think and feel' more deeply than general people do. I would find myself awestruck by the aesthetics of a candid photo, an abstract drawing, a moving story plot, and the ingenuity of mathematics or the mysterious nature of our cosmos. Yet when I share these feelings with those around me such feelings are not easily reciprocated; they might think of me as over-emotional or worse, pretentious.Although being highly-sensitive can be counter-productive on many occasions, if I were offered a choice about whether to have with this trait I would still prefer so. To me these feelings of the emotional and intellectual sublimation is much more valuable than joy derived from pure sensational or materialistic pleasure. This gives me an extra dimension of living which, frankly I believe, those who are not sensitive sadly miss out. While I am writing this article, I am listening to Mika Nakashima's eternal masterpiece Find the way. This melody is soooooo overwhelmingly touching that I shredded tears right from the verse. The ability to appreciate "beauty amid sorrows" is a undoubtedly blessing.
If the side effect of such an appreciation is accompanied by a tendency towards depression, anxiety, emotional fatigue, hesitation, fear, aversion to hustle and bustle, then be it. I acknowledge and embrace my sensitivity. Thereby I liberate myself from the shame and guilt it used to entail, and on the contrary harness it for a fruitful and meaningful life.
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