Sensitive

Ahhhh. I sometimes wish I weren't as sensitive as I am. I am pretty sensitive. I mean under my outward independent-woman-kick-butt-cause-I-can-do-anything-skin...I'm sensitive. I get my feelings hurt, I cry about only really important stupid stuff and most of the time I feel like a big giant cry-baby girl because of it. Seriously.True story. But, when I stop to think about it, my sensitivity, I am thankful for. Because as I have been observing recently the opposite of being sensitive is being hard...and when you are hard you can become cold and numb...and well, that's not good. Cause when that happens you can sometimes stop feeling things...good, bad, happy or tragic or heart-stopping...it all just kind of passes you by like a blurry vision from a speeding train's window. So, embrace your tears or hurt feelings...tell whoever or whatever is hurting you nicely to STOP & then pat yourself on the back cause hey...you're sensitive and that's a-okay.

I love this song (Sensitive) by Jewel...I sing it to myself sometimes when I feel like someone is needing a reminder...that well, I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way. xoxo -k

 

It doesn't take a talent to be mean

Your words can crush things that are unseen

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive

And I'd like to stay that way.