On sensitivity, survival and why softness counts.
This mad world. Can you handle it? Well I can’t. Sometimes it just feels impossible to keep my spirits high – without medication or running off into the wild to live with wolves and bad hair. (Especially, because I have zero survival skills and would probably die of dehydration or mushroom poisoning.)
You are too sensitive
Recently I stumbled upon an artist on instagram (let me know if you have a cure for this addiction by the way). She shared her thoughts on being (too) sensitive.
It was pure and delicate. Honest, authentic. It felt real. Nothing she said just to gain sympathy votes or climb higher in the algorithm game.
Her words stayed with me.
Within my circle of trust I myself have often declared my sensitivity an „issue“. Because that is what it was always called out as – a problem to have. My skin not thick enough, my empathy too high, my tolerance too low. I still can’t watch Horror movies or news stories revolving around trauma or violence. Seeing others suffer gives me physical pain.
To give you a more specific example: Even just the thought of my dog’s death causes so much stress and heartache that I feel the need to distance myself from time to time from my furry soulmate. Just for the faint hope to train myself up for a life without her.

Sensitivity a superpower?
Is that normal? Am I fine? Probably not.
Especially not in this world. Not with all this noise, all this hardship. All these loud voices, all the sadism. When people are forgetting to be kind, to look out for each other. A society that characterizes being human as a flaw.
It was a relief to read of another sensitive soul who experienced years of discouragement, yet still found her voice breaking through the commotion. Who now even declares her love for her sensitivity. Seeing the strength in it, the possibility, allowing herself to carry it proudly.
Keep your head up, keep your spirits high even when you are constantly hurting. What a mad challenge. Why does the world ask for that?
Preparing children for ‚the bad world out there‘ – the ’shark tank‘ that is the business world. The hardship, the naysayers and the abuse on- and offline. As if that were normal.
Let me ask you: Doesn’t that seem strange to you?
Maybe softness is what could actually get us back together – as humans. Floating on our beautiful earth in this beautiful wide space that waits to be explored.

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