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Coping as an HSP (highly sensitive person)

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I think everyone wants to be normal... to an extent. I'm sure everyone wants to be able to cope regardless!

But many of us don't.

Call us HSP (highly sensitive person) or whatever. We live in a world of bright colors, magnificent whites, magnificent blacks. We are everything but a grey sky over Paris, over Seattle, over wherever we may call home.

Even grey is silver, or mystic fog or dark and threatening... never just ...grey.

We-sensitive-folks (overly sensitive to many others) do not always take life's misfortunes with a grain of salt. It's sweet, sour, bitter maybe and often a purple bruise that heals s.l.o.w.l.y...

When I made my way to the bus Sunday morning... I was just overwhelmed. I've learned that I can choose to boldly go forward or back-off. This time I backed-off. A gift of trauma I'm sure. My body just doesn't take stress or over-stimulation well. I do not wish ill-health on myself and I know the consequences of pushing myself too far.

Others have their unique situations. Overwhelm and trauma is person-specific, as well as are the ways of dealing with it. So many of us though need a "time-out" to rethink or recharge before we are harmed (...or lots of time once we are harmed).

So... I came home, took a nap and "showed up for the day". In my case "showing up" was taking photos of the Hip Strip fashion show that I would've missed out on. One makes do.

Today, I managed to see another awesome sunset. Saw friends: Dylan, Margi, Gilliam, Livinia and Jamie is back from Kiribati! Learned that folks read my Facebook musings even when they don't comment. Folks knew I hadn't left as planned...

I do okay as an HSP. It allows me to see joy and sorrow, the five senses somehow intensified. It helps me connect with people, helps my writing. But sometimes it bruises if I'm not careful.

Today, I tried to take care of myself. Hope all the rest of you HSPs did as well.

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