empath

There is a nature trail by my home called the Trolley Trail. It is a beautiful trail that many of our townspeople enjoy. I also use the Trolley Trail but for me it is far more than a pleasant stroll - it is my secret escape from the sometimes painful world - my train to Hogwarts, my wardrobe to Narnia...

Living with anxiety and an overactive sensory system can sometimes feel like a curse. I am regularly anxious and in addition it sometimes feels like everything is too loud, too bright, too...EVERYTHING.

When I get overwhelmed or I just need a break from the world - I enter my secret magical portal - the start of the Trolley Trail and before I know it- I am enveloped in beautiful, tranquil nature and all those overactive senses which usually are honed in on amplifying my anxiety become focused on experiencing all the cool natural doings on the Trail.

My hearing which is usually diligently scanning to see who may be talking about me now focuses on all the small animals rustling about in the leaves on either side of the Trail and the calls of the many birds who make this place their home. My focus shifts from diligently looking for danger to the small frog who has decided to take a break in the middle of the trail. Instead of scanning for mistakes in my work - I am scanning the open areas of the trail looking for the deer family that regularly will stop and snack on grass in the open patches of land along the trail. All of my usual sensory overload becomes tuned into the sights and sounds of trail - sights and sounds that may not be perceived by the person without an highly developed sensory system and for a short while my overactive system feels like a gift instead of a curse.

And so I would say to anyone out there grappling with anxiety or an oversensitive sensory system- go find your own natural escape. It can be a nature trail, a lake or beach or even your own driveway. Take a minute to inhale the fresh air and feel the warm sun on your face and get in touch with all of the natural beauty that is literally outside your front door. The inner peace that you gain from using nature as your escape can be just a life changing as a magical school or enchanted wardrobe...

#Anxiety #OCD #empath #Anxiety coping techniques

° " So Today My Boss K8nda Made Me Stress Out. Because Everytime I Walk Into This Store... Everyone Is Ethier Mad And Super Stressed Out. All The Time... And I Feel Every Emotional Drain All Day. I Got Into It With My Boss. Because She Wouldn't Stop Telling Me To Go Clean The Patio Area. I Get Told This 20 Time's A Day. And It's Annoying Like Once Is Enough... Bit She's Going To Keep Doing It Anyway's.. And Now I Have A Co-worker Training To Become The New Shift Leader. And Now He's On Me Too.. Like Wtf People It's Not My Fault That You Guy's Can't Get Your Store Together. Like The Damn Patio Was Spotless All Day. While I Did Cashiering Too. Like This Lady Has No Confidence In Me Whatsoever... I Can't Be At Two Place's. I Clean Thing's Well. So I Don't Get It... They All Need Better Commutation Skill's And That's What This Store Has. And They Sit There And Blame The Cashier. For Not Commutating. I Really Hate Human's For Real. " ° #Thought 's ▪︎ Skaoi Kvitravn ▪︎

Lost parts of me along the way

I didn’t know why

Blamed it on a lot of things

Gave myself a try

I saw things that weren’t there

Made plans then didn’t care

I thought maybe life was just unfair

Held it in as best I could

But it clawed out just as it should

Devoured me and spit me out

Filled my brain with endless doubt

Building and wrecking

Always cleaning messes

Why did I have to get this?

Yet there’s magic in the madness

Joy in the sadness

Hope in the tragic

After all empathic

#Poetry #Bipolar #empath

I have been reading up lately about Empaths and HSPs because I’ve always been very sensitive to other emotions. My question is…are most Empath’s moods effected by the weather? Is there a group to find out more information?

I've always struggled with therapy and being on medication because I never quite understood why I needed it.

I'm a feeling person who feels alot and I always have been since I was a child. I'm in therapy again after some years because I do think it's important to talk to someone if you can about the things you are feeling.

I'm trying to stick with it and I will but the turn off comes when my therapist is trying to uncover some childhood trauma or deep trauma that simply doesn't exist. Its just that the same questions persist as if I'm not being open enough.

It sucks but some of us including myself are just very sensitive to the world and everything around us. I think deeply about things and see the world with a different lens. Actually that doesn't suck at all because I truly believe I'm here for a reason.

I know It's about managing my emotions, the way I think and the way I feel. I'm empathetic, sensitive and very aware it but it doesn't mean I'm dealing with any trauma. I know its easier to diagnose trauma but sometimes depression is simply depression and its up to myself to find the light that God gave me and to put my gifts to good use. Depression is not a sign of weakness neither is trauma.

I'm not sad person or a pessimistic person. I'm a happy person who loves the world so deeply that sometimes I wish things were different and I find myself in a funk. The only trauma I'm dealing with is wishing the world was a better place and people being nicer to eachother.

Can you relate? Have you been to therapy? How has your experience been? What are you fighting for to make yourself whole?

I hope this day brings you peace, love and light. Thank you for letting my ramble. ❤

#Depression #Anxiety #Therapy #INFJ #empath #Taurus #OPTIMIST #Faith

I just got a call, last night, that my aunt passed away, only about 6 weeks after we just lost my grandma. My heart feels like it’s in shreds, right now. Honestly, more for my cousins than myself, though I was really close to her, too. She wasn’t anywhere near perfect, and I’m certain she had some kind of mental health issues, but she was the least judgmental person in my family, at least towards me. She was always the one to ask how I’m doing and called me out on it if I tried to lie that I was fine. I couldn’t trust her not to tell anyone, but I could trust that she would listen and not respond with judgment. She had been in an emotionally abusive relationship for 23 years, and had 2 daughters, now 24 and 21. They’d lived everywhere from a nice neighborhood in Aurora, Colorado, to a pickup truck in a Las Vegas campground, to living with my parents in Texas. Most recently, her daughters had been supporting both medically complicated parents in an apartment, and working many hours of overtime each to do so. Her daughters absolutely doted on both her and our grandma whom we just lost. She died in their apartment, as her oldest daughter did CPR on her. I can only imagine how much they’re hurting, right now, but being an empath and also dealing with my own grief, I’m feeling extremely overwhelmed by it.

#Highly Sensitive Person or HSP
#HighlysensitivePerson
#empath
#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder
#Depression
#Anxiety