Hello Bettina and everyone else who is taking part of this discussion-
I am an Empath.
I am elated to finally find someone who is like me!
Bettina- when I started to read your messages I was immediately overwhelmed with waves of emotion! I wept! I don't know if I wept more for the pain and confusion you are going through(which was like living my teen years all over again), or for the relief I felt knowing I am not the only one. I think maybe both.
I want to try to explain all the different aspects of how this has effected my life.
It is so hard! I want to talk about it, but, that means opening up to my own pain. Have some patience and I'll do my best.
First of all I think I have always known I was empathic. I didn't even know others used this word. I typed it in to google on a lark. I didn't think I would actually find any answers or leads to follow. This is a part of my life that I have never let anyone in on before. I always thought people would call me crazy. Probably because that is how I have felt for my whole life. Different. Overly sensitive. I thought I was emotionally unstable.
I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse. My empathy works the same as yours, but I live it differently. Here is my story in a nut shell...
Basically, when I was ten years old, my mother became terminally ill with cancer. (I believe she too was empathic. )That is the point in my life where I began to retreat.( I know the people who dont have this "gift(?)" are saying PTSD. I am here to tell you that is not it!) I shut off my feelings. It was a defense mechanism. I didn't do it, my brain did it for me. I know you wish you could do this, Bettina. I am not sure that is the healthy answer. It is very difficult for me to stand on the thin line of mostly normal and empathic.
I spent my life from age 19 to age 30 on "meds". Like I said. I thought I was crazy! I never told the doctors what I actually was feeling though. I know you understand this. I used stories of depression. And I was depressed. I am an exceptionally emotional person as it is. But, when you take on everyone elses feelings, stash them away as best you can, and try to go on; well, it's like the previous message where someone was talking about fixing a leak with a cloth, eventually some leaks out. I know the people not like us are saying that we are making the choice to take it on. Again I say, they just don't live it like we do. Sometimes, I do choose to let some of it in. I mostly do this when I feel my emotional gas tank over filling. I can let enough in to get a good cry as a means of release. On the other hand, sometimes, I have no choice. I lock eyes with a person and just know how they feel. Or music will crush me emotionally. Sometimes it is a well acted performance. I try to limit it. It's not always possible. So, I stuff it. I was going to say I have learned to shut most of it out, but thats not right. that happens automatically, subconsciously. Not always. Jeez, this is hard to explain! Anyway, it changes me. All that emotion inside of me trying to find a release messes up my personality, or if not that, then it greatly alters my mood.
So here I am at age 32 and I am back on meds for the first time in years. I don't want to be. I hate the way it makes me feel like I am operating my life through a layer of gauze. But, I need the help right now. For some reason, at this point, I am not able to dull the vibes that the world is throwing me.
I tried to self medicate. Heck, I still do that a bit. I'm not sure that is the answer either, and I am certainly not recommending you try it.
Here is the thing-
I want to live "med" free!
I want to learn how to turn all this into a blessing. Somewhere deep inside I do believe this is a gift! I am waiting to find the person that can teach me to harness my abilities, and use them to help others!
I need a break from this.
I will be back to look for you Bettina!
I Feel Ya!