„Most days I wish I never met you because then I could sleep at night and I wouldn’t have to walk around with the knowledge there was someone like you out there.”
I needed this back then and had to figure this out on my own. So I’m sharing this to reach whoever needs this. Please get out of there as soon as you can. You deserve so much more.
I once read, “Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.” And I have never been the same since.
(I believe it is from author Jamie Anderson.)
fuck hiding your femininity in stem. your sharp eyeliner is a taste of how steady your hands are in lab. your fire outfit demonstrates your attention to detail. normalize being hot and smart
Maybe a better approach than “you need to learn to be less sensitive” is “you need to learn to be comfortable with strong emotions.” Because like how-HOW-does a person even ‘get less sensitive.’???
But getting comfortable with strong emotions? Learning to breathe through them, name them, feel them in your body, learn by repeated safe exposure to them that you aren’t going to be overwhelmed and it’s not going to last forever? That’s doable. That’s a place to start. And it doesn’t involve numbing or dissociating, which is probably the response or behavior that makes “being tOo SeNsiTiVe” inappropriate/inconvenient in the first place. 🤷♀️