I wear my heart on my sleeve. I'm sensitive. I like to talk things out. I'm not a smoother over-er {new word alert!}. I don't like to sweep it under the rug. I don't like the "let's talk later" when I know the later will never come.
I once opened a fortune cookie which read "your sensitivity is an asset". I saved it. It's in my wallet now. I'd love to believe it, and I do to an extent, but mostly I find that my sensitivity is a big, fat non-asset.
It makes parenting even more difficult than it is. It makes marriage more difficult than it needs to be. It repels would-be friends. It makes my job...well, painful.
What I want to know is, when do I learn how to not let that sensitivity effect me all the time? 'Cause I try...I do! Although, hormones don't help and I've got them...I'm inching closer to 40 and they're all crazy up in here!
How I'd love to let stuff just NOT effect me! My head gets it, my sensitive heart doesn't.
Where, oh where, is sensitivity an asset????
Really. I'm asking...
3 comments:
To quote the wise old owl... "It's what you do with what you've got that counts". :)
Your sensitivity just shows that you care deeply and passionately about the important things in life. I think that's an amazing asset, and a difficult one to hold on to. Keep on keeping on!
I love your sensitivity and I love "anonymous"{however that is}
Sensitivity is an asset when it comes to "girls night out". We can talk, talk, talk and drink, drink, drink. I love you and can't wait to see you in July.
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