While in the shower today, I realized something. Over the past few months when I’ve felt all kinds of different intense emotions, including anger, hate, shame, fear, loneliness, envy, and others, I’ve vented a lot to different people. I realized that I’ve always felt like I had to defend my feelings, and everyone has tried to calm me down. I think I had secretly decided that being so emotional is bad.

But it’s not. I wear my heart on my sleeve sometimes, and I get hurt easily, but is that really so bad? I had to remind myself today that I’m okay the way I am. I feel like being so emotional is my greatest strength and weakness at the same time. I had just forgotten about the strength part.

Every so often I go back to the 9 types website and read the description for type 4 and chuckle. “Don’t tell me I’m too sensitive or that I’m overreacting!” That phrase hasn’t always been true for me, but it has been lately.