”It’s easier to punish me for my reaction to your behaviour than it is for you to own that you illicited that response by how you treated me.”
– Bishop T.D. Jakes
I’ve never been good at playing the game. Withholding my true feelings or stuffing down the storm of emotions inside of me has never been an option – I was born to be a force of nature; raw, real and relentless! in pursuit of my every passion, whether it be person, place or thing.
Feeling, thinking, loving, deeply is my super power.
Seeing, sensing, soaking up the energy, thoughts and emotions of others – is the curse that comes with being an empath.
I can’t escape who I am.
And I am always too much.
Your Esoteric Girl- wandering through life in search of a soul who prizes innocence, grace and elegance over winning, self-preserving, and obvious ambitions to control, diminish and wield the ever-growing imbalance of power between us.
I always thought that there was something romantic about fighting for someone. About winning them back, eventual happiness.
But as I sit here with stones in my chest, where hope used to lie, I have come to the realization that there is nothing lovely about having to continuously convince someone to love you.