That’s what people have called me for years. Over time I internalized it, blaming my supposed over-sensitivity for my constant over-analyzing of situations and taking things personally that maybe really weren’t.
Well, to K, AV and everybody else who has ever said I was oversensitive, piss off.
What you call “oversensitive” is my gut telling me something is off. It may or may not actually have something to do with me, but it’s there and I’m done ignoring it for fear of being accused of said overs-sensitivity.
Had I listened to said gut, I would have actually spoken up when K started texting less, calling less and otherwise appeared to be losing interest. I could have saved months of awkwardness and a $400+ flight to Arizona if I had just had the guts to say something to M. I might have saved AB and myself the anguish and expense of moving to a new house, only to move back out of it three months later.
Yes, I am highly empathetic and sensitive to changes in patterns, moods and behaviors. I am also extremely emotional, partly because I internalize a lot of what I notice, and partly that’s just who I am. And at times yes, I take things personally that maybe I shouldn’t. Maybe.
But at the end of the day, I’m done telling my gut to shut up just because I don’t like what it’s telling me or because I’m afraid of causing waves. Because my gut is rarely wrong.
Silver Tides 