My curse is that I was born a man and yet...wait for it....no I'm not gay (sorry to disappoint), but I am very in tune with other peoples' emotions. I feel emotions, others' and my own, like someone feels a solid punch in the face. This may not be such a curse, if I were a woman, but I am a man and the truth is it is extremely difficult to function in today's society (or at least society as I perceive it) as a man who is empathic. The irony is I can play most sports better than most people out there (well, I'm a little older and more out of shape). I can do some manly things more manly than many others.
Some people mistake my genuine heartedness, my empathy, and other abilities as weakness, sense of touch, feeling, and emotion as weaknesses; in the end I know a large part of my life has been dedicated to convincing myself I don't agree with those other people. But the truth is I have adopted too many others' views, too many others' opinions and judgments. I am empathic. I feel, if not the identical emotion, extremely similar emotion to those I am around. It becomes my reality, even if for a few moments. I was not raised by a family who knew what to do with this type of person, no fault of their own. I subsequently have not known what to do with this type of...me. But there it is. I have laid it as bare as I can for now. I'm sure I'll be somewhat embarrassed of this post tomorrow. But for now, I am free.
