I used to curse my sensitivity. I was afraid it would overwhelm people. I thought of it as my Achilles’ heel, a wound I must keep hidden so as not to appear weak to my opponents. Though, as I’ve healed, I’ve realized my sensitivity is what makes me intuitive, empathetic, warm, and connective. It is the superpower that helps me find my people—the ones who meet me with eyes, arms, and hearts wide open.
