Have you ever felt the weight of someone else’s sadness like it was your own?
Ever wonder what it’s like to be overly sensitive?
Have you seen others who are?
Struggling to understand why they feel so deeply?
A highly sensitive person experiences the world more intensely than most.
- Cold water shocks us.
- Loud noises startle us.
- Getting hurt physically feels more painful.
But it’s not just physical.
We feel your pain—your discomfort, your heartache—as if it’s happening to us.
We carry the weight of your emotions in our chest.
When you hurt, we hurt. When you cry, we want to rescue. When you suffer, we can’t ignore it.
We must do something. Sitting still isn’t an option.
It deeply unsettles us when someone is unhappy or in pain.
Now imagine feeling all that for others—only to be misunderstood or mistreated.
It’s confusing.
Why would we be punished for caring so deeply?
Why is being empathetic so often seen as a weakness?
They don’t understand why we react “so strongly.”
They don’t get why their pain becomes our pain.
This imbalance? It leaves both sides feeling unseen and misunderstood.
I realized I had to do something.
Slowly Feeling Less
When I began taking anti-anxiety and antidepressant medication, I noticed a shift.
I felt less sensitive. I felt calmer.
I was still me—still empathetic, still caring. But it no longer consumed me.
I could process, pause, and breathe.
It helped me understand how others detach—without being cold or unkind.
I still feel. I still care. But now, I do it with balance.
The gentle, sensitive version of me is still here.
And she’s still a good person.
It’s OK to Feel
- Feeling means you’re alive.
- Feeling means you care.
- Feeling means you are real.
But when you stop feeling…
- You stop caring.
- You stop trying.
- You stop showing up.
That’s not okay.
If you’ve stopped caring about something—maybe it’s time to stop doing it.
If you’ve stopped caring about someone—maybe it’s time to let them go.
If your passion is gone—go looking for it again.
If your empathy has faded—ask yourself why.
Bottled-up emotions only hide who you truly are.
Silence gives others permission to cross your boundaries.
When you stay silent, manipulation creeps in.
When manipulation settles in, you lose yourself.
And when you lose yourself, you stop taking care of yourself.
Then come resentment, anger… and eventually, you begin to disappear.
You stop expressing. You stop showing. You stop being you.
That’s when depression and anxiety start to whisper.
And then shout.
How to Speak Up When You’re Scared
Speaking up is hard. But with practice, it becomes less so.
Find the method that feels safest for you.
For me? I grab a blank piece of paper and pour it all out.
Fast, messy, unfiltered.
I write until the pressure in my chest starts to lift.
That’s when I can breathe again.
Recently, I had two difficult conversations—
One over the phone. One face to face.
In both, I read directly from the paper.
I felt nervous.
I felt guilty.
I felt mean, dramatic, and foolish.
But I knew I had to do it anyway.
Did I feel instant relief? No.
What actually helps is when the behavior stops—or lessens.
That’s when the healing begins.
You begin to see that hard conversations can bring change.
And that makes the next one feel just a bit easier.
And even if it’s hard to process at first, people often come back and say,
“Thank you for telling me.”
The Give and Take
It’s always about balance.
Where you end and I begin.
Where I end and you begin.
Surround yourself with people who instinctively know:
When to step forward,
When to give space,
When to speak,
When to listen.
Be that person for them, too.
Flow together. Respect each other’s feelings.
Be brave enough to step back—and brave enough to step forward.
With all the feels,
Love,
Jenna
If you’ve felt this too, I see you. Feel free to share your story below or write it out for yourself—you deserve to be heard.
“Empathy is the highest form of knowledge.” – Bill Bullard
What you’re saying is so true. I read your words and pause to consider the impact they are making on yourself and others. Keep love in your heart.
I hope my words and my experiences help others whom are feeling the same way or to simply show others what it feels like.
I’ve battled with being misunderstood and suppressing my feelings and personality. Writing has become my therapy. It’s helping me get it all out. I hope to build a community of those who are going through something similar, and maybe we can help each other.