Oversensitivity
It has been pretty nice weather for the past couple of days. There has been some showers so it hasn't been hot. It nice because it's somewhat cool weather. No hotness, just coolness.
I am back in my dorm. I have some work left to do for my final year project. Maybe two more tasks to do. And I need to study for my finals that's coming for about a week. In early January, I'll be back in my hometown.
Yesterday, I felt very anxious and nervous for my final year project. A friend has texted me something that made me feel like I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sure she meant well, but it added to my already anxious temperament. I wasn't taking it very well. Then memories of past awkwardness and stupidity about over-sensitivity reappeared in my mind and I became pretty upset.
I brooded over things and my over-sensitivity. It's hard to handle my emotions sometimes. It happens so quickly without me having any proper time to control or think about it. I feel it and it happens.
I do believe that I am a huge empath. People's expressions and the things they do really gets to me. I get guilty, sad, happy, angry, and lots of other things when I go outside and see people. I get conscious and I notice many things. I think because of that, I get exhausted when I go out. I feel emotionally drained. I remember everything that happened as I processed it, as I remember things that are connected to my emotions better than other things. I always think about it, analyze it, making up inferences, hypotheses, or conclusions in my head. I don't know why. I always get sad about it.
This might sound weird or unhealthy, but I like to praise myself when I go out to get something. I don't like to be around the public because it drains me. So when I ready myself to go out, step into
public spaces and do something, that is a very good step for me to take. You might think I am an unhappy or lonely individual, but I am really not. It's only when I observe people and pick up their emotions that I get sad around the public. But I am very content when I am alone by myself, especially in the dark. I feel safe in the dark and I like my room dim and dark. I don't have social anxiety, at least I think I don't. I think I am just over-sensitive. I do fit the description of an over-sensitive person. And sometimes, dealing with that can be hard for me. What more to say for other people? I think nobody else can handle me. Sometimes people say things what they think they know what's good for me or they think they know what I should do. Let me just say this, they don't know me and they'll never will. I seldom talk about myself to people. I like intelligent discussions but I don't like to gossip. People only see things on the surface. What do they know about me? Not even the tip of the ice berg. I've got a whole Mariana's Trench and more. And I don't think they can discover it.
This is my post for today. I wish I could have more time to read books, paint art, and play games, but I have to keep my priorities for now. Peace and love.
I am back in my dorm. I have some work left to do for my final year project. Maybe two more tasks to do. And I need to study for my finals that's coming for about a week. In early January, I'll be back in my hometown.
Yesterday, I felt very anxious and nervous for my final year project. A friend has texted me something that made me feel like I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sure she meant well, but it added to my already anxious temperament. I wasn't taking it very well. Then memories of past awkwardness and stupidity about over-sensitivity reappeared in my mind and I became pretty upset.
I brooded over things and my over-sensitivity. It's hard to handle my emotions sometimes. It happens so quickly without me having any proper time to control or think about it. I feel it and it happens.
I do believe that I am a huge empath. People's expressions and the things they do really gets to me. I get guilty, sad, happy, angry, and lots of other things when I go outside and see people. I get conscious and I notice many things. I think because of that, I get exhausted when I go out. I feel emotionally drained. I remember everything that happened as I processed it, as I remember things that are connected to my emotions better than other things. I always think about it, analyze it, making up inferences, hypotheses, or conclusions in my head. I don't know why. I always get sad about it.
This might sound weird or unhealthy, but I like to praise myself when I go out to get something. I don't like to be around the public because it drains me. So when I ready myself to go out, step into
public spaces and do something, that is a very good step for me to take. You might think I am an unhappy or lonely individual, but I am really not. It's only when I observe people and pick up their emotions that I get sad around the public. But I am very content when I am alone by myself, especially in the dark. I feel safe in the dark and I like my room dim and dark. I don't have social anxiety, at least I think I don't. I think I am just over-sensitive. I do fit the description of an over-sensitive person. And sometimes, dealing with that can be hard for me. What more to say for other people? I think nobody else can handle me. Sometimes people say things what they think they know what's good for me or they think they know what I should do. Let me just say this, they don't know me and they'll never will. I seldom talk about myself to people. I like intelligent discussions but I don't like to gossip. People only see things on the surface. What do they know about me? Not even the tip of the ice berg. I've got a whole Mariana's Trench and more. And I don't think they can discover it.
This is my post for today. I wish I could have more time to read books, paint art, and play games, but I have to keep my priorities for now. Peace and love.
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