Rec | BEING A VERY EMOTIONAL PERSON

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I have spent so many years hiding the fact that I feel things very deeply… I was always told i was too sensitive, and I would cry at anything that made me even a little sad. I pushed it down so far that I now often struggle to cry at the big, real things. But recently I’ve been opening myself up to feeling the heaviness and depth of sadness. Even over small stuff. I forget how rich the feeling can be even though it hurts. but big feelings also mean big happiness! Now that I’ve been welcoming my emotions more, I have more chances to feel joyful and proud and happy and loving. Reminding myself that feeling deeply is a gift! 🎁

@spookbug

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@Vennepasta

YOU are the gift <3

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@ariascalling

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@elleney

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feelng really heightened emotions in daily life

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@huxsid

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