There are so many days lately when I wish I didn’t feel things. ANYTHING. When I feel things, I feel them so deeply that when the “thing” is a negative feeling, it really eats me up…especially lately. Some days my heart is so heavy that it feels like it sinks me. I shut down, I check out, I escape all the heavy broken things in my life every chance I get (that’s every chance I’m not tending to my toddler). My pain is so great, I feel I can hardly breathe. Its like I have this stress-induced asthma. Its so easy to get swept up in the heaviness these days. So easy, its sad. But I also know that part of the beauty of being a feeler to my core is that I’m also able to feel all the beautiful and good things on a deep rich level also. Sometimes I wonder if I’m bipolar because of that, LOL.