As we were growing up as kids my parents instilled a lot emphasis on having empathy for people. So we began the journey of being extremely sensitive creatures. What they didn’t tell us then that it would be wrong to expect the same empathy and sensitivity from others. For many years i couldn’t understand why most people could not have the same intensity for doing the right things. Being honest, sincere and never intentionally hurting someone was religion for me. And i always wondered why the world was way different from the values we were taught to believe. To me everything was black or white and never really understood the phrase “shades of grey”. But as the years passed by i realized what my parents really meant by being sensitive towards people was that i have the maturity to accept people for who they are, understand their shades of grey, know that people can be different and can have different needs.

Pearl S. Buck, (1892-1973), recipient of the Pulitzer Prize in 1932 and of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1938, said the following about Highly Sensitive People:

“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this:

A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.

To him… a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death.

Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create – – – so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.” -Pearl S. Buck

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