Sometimes it really becomes difficult to post my writings on Instagram. Most of them are about things which makes me too vulnerable. Being an empath in a dysfunctional family is probably the worst duo.
Might start a series later on about being an empath because I'm not sure how many of you actually know about it or aware of what it means.
Have you ever been in a room of argument where you felt each word and you felt everyone's side of the story equally? No matter who says what and to whom, you will feel as if all those harsh words have just been hurled at you and you will feel it all.
When people tell me I have an understanding and comforting attitude, I tell myself - being an empath is a boon and a bane. You know why? Because empaths are emotional sponges. They will absorb everything that you are feeling and make you feel better but they themselves keep drowning.
One of the major reasons why I never took up psychology although at one point I wanted to was this. I feel way too much and I don't know how to draw a line between my feelings and others'. But I'm learning to do that even if it means taking a small step each day and trust me acknowledging the fact that you can't take it anymore or not being emotionally available for others is sometimes necessary. Because, sometimes you need to give all that you have to no one but yourself.
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Subho Kojagori lokhkhi pujo.
A relative high on our post pujo melancholy curve ☺. Keep following us for such interesting pictures and tagging #kolkatas_paparazzi on your beautiful pictures. .
Thanks a lot for your unprecedented love, members. 😊