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Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest gifts imaginable. Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest curses imaginable.

Being a highly empathic, highly sensitive person can be such a mixed bag. On one hand, I love so greatly it’s almost as though I can feel the smile of every human on the entire planet inside of my heart.

On the other hand, when my heart breaks…I feel quite as though I might die from the depth of its cracks. Thank goodness the pain always passes, and when it does, I can feel all over again the beautiful butterflies flying into my heart net.

There is no point to this blog post. Only to give you all my heart. Again. Because that’s what I do, and that’s what the world needs a little bit more of, I suppose.

Sorry for the nonsense blog post.

Soon I’ll write about a pirate ship adventure and true love under the silvery moon.

Or something like it, anyway.

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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

5 replies on “Heart”

Aww. Hi Jason, thanks for checking in. That’s lovely of you. x I’m still much the same. Just riding the waves, feeling the downs, feeling the ups. I’ve got an open heart, two beautiful kids, and I have coffee and chocolate. So I guess, to cut this long story short: I’m not the best, but getting there. ☺️x

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Thank you SO much Jason. Yes. It’s the wierdest thing how the emotions come in waves. Just when I think I’m over the hump…oh wait, no! ha ha ha. Thanks for being there. It means a lot. xx

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