When I walk into a room full of people, I don’t feel the vibe. I just bust in and start huggin
When I walk into a room full of people, I don’t feel the vibe. I just bust in and start hugging people or making a drink or being loud. . Some people aren’t like that. They feel it all. . I was at lunch with a friend and she said she absorbs the energy of everyone around her. She mirrors. She said Coachella was hard for her. All that thirsty ambition and peacocking. . She said growing up, one of her parents was a grab bag of emotions… each morning as a little girl, she’d wake up and not know which parent she was getting. Angry. Happy. Depressed. Manic. So she learned to tread with care. She learned to come downstairs ready to become whoever she had to be, in order to keep the peace. In order to survive. . Now as an adult, she can’t help but walk into a room and feel it all. At Coachella, she said the clawing for attention, for VIP access, for this party or that, she felt bulldozed by it all. I said, ‘oh wow, I saw that I guess, but it didn’t affect me. It was just funny to me.’ . I am not sensitive to the room. I am a steady smiling dog wagging his tail wherever I go. But that often diminishes my empathy, my work as a friend. Someone will say, 'what’s wrong with Clark?’ …I’ll be like, 'what? nothing. He seemed fine to me.’ And then I find out he’s crying in the bathroom. . My closest friends have this, the radius of the heart, that reaches out and feels the beating of others. They soften me. And I give them stamina. When it’s too much, they come to me and I lick their faces and wag my tail and remind them that it’ll all be ok. . : @lululovering -- source link