True life: I am an overly-sensitive person.
It is forever on my “things to improve” list because it typically aligns with being irrational, focusing on the negative, and a lot of other traits that aren’t the healthiest. And as much as I try not to take every single thing personally, my default mode when I’m stressed is to crank up my sensitivity meter until I’m convinced everyone [and their mother] hates me. It doesn’t matter what it is that’s stressing me out - I channel that stress into dwelling on my insecurities.
This is the kind of the stuff I’m sitting in right now. Which pisses me off. Not only because I know better (no, Katie, not everything is about you, so chill out). And not only because when I’m like this I just don’t feel like me. But also because this is and should be a particularly celebratory time in my life. I have so much to look forward to & to be happy about, so why am I focusing on the things that make me feel the opposite?
