Aspects of a HSP

Does being a HSP really touch every part of my life?

I think about being a highly sensitive person a lot. Sometimes I feel as if I have so much to say and no one wants to listen (I’ll listen to you, message me!). It took me a long time to get out of my own head. I realized that everyone wants to be listened to. Everyone wants to feel like they matter and are relevant.

As a person who claims to be sensitive, I feel a strong sense of duty to practice active listening and  to be one of the few people in a person’s life they can trust to care. It is definitely not an easy task.  For a long time in my life, I  rejected aspects of myself I did not like and I felt other people did not like. This never made me happy. So I have decided to embrace my sensitive qualities, which is a lot, let me tell you.

Highly sensitive people are suggested to make up 20% of the population (Elaine Aron), which is why some of these qualities might seem common to you. Everyone has their own truth, and from my perception of the different qualities and people around me, I have measured my differences.   Here is my list of all the parts of myself (I believe) to be touched by increased sensitivity: Continue reading “Aspects of a HSP”

Freedom to Choose

Jomo => The Joy of Missing Out, or as I like to call it

 the Freedom to Choose

I first came upon Jomo in Oliver Burkeman’s column in The Guardian.  I was instantly excited. Currently, I have been practicing the art of choosing. Jomo was the complete embodiment of this art, a freedom. Oliver Burkeman explains Jomo as the idea of being personally joyful from declining invitations. For example, say you are invited to an amusement park with your work friends. This outing sounds like fun right, but my highly sensitive brain would think,

“Do I really want to spend more time with these people? I mean I like them, but isn’t 8 hours a day enough?” Then the inevitable highly sensitive thought, “Roller coasters make me feel like I’m plummeting to my death. Why am I putting myself through that again?”

While these might not be some of the things you think, it’s the train of thought I am attempting to highlight, not the thoughts themselves.

These thoughts eventually lead me to the inevitable conclusion => I DO NOT want to go! Statements such as these used to make me feel lame, not adventurous or even cowardly. Then I allowed myself to accept my own opinions despite the opinions of those around me and I was comfortable enough to say OUT LOUD that I do not want to go to the amusement park! It is not something I find enjoyable and I do not think it is necessary to force myself to do something other people think is cool.


This acceptance gave me freedom.

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