Taking on everyone else’s pain instead of setting boundaries Though I am by no means an expert on navigating life as a highly sensitive person, I know I’ve come a long way over the years. I still experience the world and my emotions intensely. But I feel less like a rag doll in a...
I’ve been committed and always will be, to showing my children that I can keep my heart open to them no matter what happens, even when it’s really hard to do, even when I’ve been triggered and it takes all I’ve got to return back to a place where I can own my own pain a...
I like us both to gain some familiarity and comfort with each another. For one, I attempt tolearn their names. Culturally, they are a diverse mix, students that represent a cross section of the globe, every continent butAntarctica, several who know English only as ...
The shift is enjoying these should they occur (if that is whatyou, not others, truly desire), without being dependent on them for happiness. If we remember that there is no rulebook for living our life and accept that we are on our own journey, we will be liberated. Stressed man image...
When I was thirteen, one day my mom told my family that she had to tell us something. So my dad, my brother and I all sat down on the sofa to begin the discussion.You could feel the atmosphere of the room.It was that something was wrong.Then my mo
this particular brand of pretzels is made of flavorless wallpaper sizing hardened by shredded bits of old German newspapers, there is no risk. There is no way on Earth that these things could possibly get any more stale. You know what else comes in a cardboard box without a plastic liner...
Just as they must learn to accept our sensitive natures, we must understand that others may not have our superpowers of high conscientiousness, deep caring attentiveness to others, and the uncanny ability to know what they most need to feel good. ...
I love having deep conversations. I love connecting and getting to know people. If I’m talking to you, I want to know who you are. I have a never-ending curiosity to understand what makes people who they are, and a sensitivity to feel others’ pain. ...
I decided that I could look at my life in one of two ways: either I was destined to be punished eternally and live a miserable life full of pain, hurt, and guilt; or I was going through all of this because the Universe knew I was strong enough to bear it and I would come out ...
Unsurprisingly, this backfired because no one could love me when they didn’t really know me. And no one could relate to me when I hid all my depth under the shallow veil of perfection. We connect with the truth of being human, not the lie of being perfect. ...