At this point in my life, I pretty much only date other sensitive people. There are a few reasons for this… a major one is probably the fact that I’ve undergone multiple traumas and a prolonged, distinctly unglamorous recovery. These days you would have no idea that I had such a past unless I told you. But I never really forget. It’s always there in the background of my psyche — and an integral part of who I am.
I’ve always been a sensitive person. I was even before all of this happened to me. In some ways, I’m a lot tougher these days than I used to be — my life forced me to do that or be swallowed completely by my demons. But there’s a sensitive inner core that sings and sings. And it reaches out to the sensitive inner core in other people I’m close to. Sometimes the songs harmonize, and then an enduring love ensues — whether that’s a romantic love or friendship.
These days I typically find I resonate better with other sensitive people. And it’s lovely… mostly. Because there’s a downside that comes with it. It’s a double-edged sword: When you date other sensitive people, they care about your emotions, even when to do so causes problems.
And sensitive people don’t even necessarily tune into the right things. They’ll miss important ones and pick up on things that don’t matter to you.
Because sensitive people often have high emotional volume. But not necessarily emotional accuracy.
I’m guilty of it, too, to be honest. That’s where most of the difficulty in any relationships I have these days stems from — it’s not due to a lack of caring. It’s never about a lack of caring. But sometimes it can be about caring too much in the wrong ways.
But it’s worth working through. There’s simply nothing like the feeling of deep understanding that can come when two or more sensitive people can connect. Resonate. And resonate.