We often associate certain colors with certain emotions:
What is your favorite color and does it fit the description below or even your favorite brand?
We also tend to make other associations.
When you yawn, people might ask if you’re tired.
But also, “Are you bored?”.
Apparently a reaction of my body gives the impression of something that might not even be true.
Now that we are in the middle of the worst season in my taste (yes summer, I’m talking to you!), I am prepared for all kinds of insults.
I’m different, we established that.
Heat gives me skin rash.
Bright sunlight hurts my eyes and give me nerves. I don’t find it save either when I drive my car towards rising sun.
The little insects marching into my kitchen floor increase my heart beat.
My colleague entered our office this morning.
He is the active type.
Sunlight makes him happy.
Immediately he pulled up the sunscreen and started whistling a happy melody.
He does know I don’t like it, but I never really complain about it so he doesn’t take it very seriously.
“Slow down, you know I’m a vampire”, I joked.
“If I were you, I would think about visiting a doctor”, he winked.
Whether this was a joke or not, I do know that he didn’t mean to hurt me in any way.
This is something what won’t keep him awake at night.
But to me this is a yet another confirmation that I will never ever fit into society.
Apparently the physical reaction of me being a high sensitive person is associated with being mentally ill.
And that hurts.