I Am a Sensitive Person

[image]It was pure sadness — that feeling of heaviness plowing through every part of you. I was trembling afterwards, as I laid down myself to sleep. I didn't know you could cry in your sleep, until I saw my tear soaked pillow the morning after. I only wanted to take the day off, sleep a lot, sort out some internal things, be still with the most tender place of my being. And while sleeping it off, I got the sense of burning off months and years of built up stuff.

It was so honest. It demanded a compassionate response. It should be given more credit and space. I was awakened to truths I used to simply refuse to acknowledge. It nudged me to deeply appreciate my losses and my longings. It brought me eye to eye with my fears.... and desires.

Sadness gives you the energy needed to move through...so it can move on. By embracing your sadness, you’re respecting your truth. And freedom always follows truth. When you’re in that kind of painful place, you want it over with. You'll be grateful when it leaves you, but you know you'll be grateful that it came. A part of you is just a bit grateful for it. You get better...and you've got a new attitude.