My entire life it seems like my mind has been crowded by the opinions of others. Telling me I’m too extreme, and overreacting. They were easy to believe. I felt uncontrollable. I felt like the nuisance in everyone’s life- including my own. What I’ve realized is that yea- I do feel things deeply and more vividly than others. I seem extreme because others don’t understand. What was once a curse is now a gift. To feel. To really feel… it’s sensational. I feel privileged to know what it’s like to say without a doubt I’ve loved, I’ve been depressed, I’ve been happy, I’ve been lonely, and each with all of my being. At times even becoming romantic with each feeling, like chatting with a lover. I would choose this life for me again and again. The way its inspired my art and creativity, I can’t help but feel special. Advantaged at times. Don’t ever feel weak for feeling. There is so much beauty in letting yourself feel. So much strength. When those emotions peak their head around the corner, welcome them in with open arms. Get to know them, honor them for what they are, and when you’re ready, wish them farewell until the next time.