Being a high sensitive person can make some days feel like a survival.
A world with so much information available.
Not the nice kind of information, but the kind of information that breaks your heart immediately by hearing about it.
All we know about pain is what we see, we judge pain on the level of destruction. But that the break isn’t noticeable, doesn’t mean that something isn’t broken yet.
Physical pain in absence, mental pain in presence. Yet the emotional pain can feel as strong as physical pain. Feeling that myself, I like to see every indicidual person equally as a survivor.
But then why don’t we spare each other even more heart breaks?