Friday, August 25, 2017

Highly Sensitive Persons

She is quite wise. 
I read the book years ago, and it helped me. 
And already back in the early nineties I was aware that I was a Highly Sensitive Person, though the term had not been invented yet, so I called it hyper-sensitive. 

It's a dog's life, but even a dog can get a nice bone. 

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Eolake Stobblehouse said...

Rhoa,
I did not see it coming, but perhaps that was naive of me: that somebody else would be using my name one day.

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At the moment I am quietly furthering my education in art and in writing, hoping to improve my skills and to put them to good use in the future, although what this will result in, is quite vague even for myself as yet.

Ol'Ben said...

Glad to see that you have largely overcome, if not healed, your infirmities.

Eolake Stobblehouse said...

Thank you very much, Ben.

It has been very difficult, but I’ve worked hard on it for sure. I’m not out of the woods yet, but I’ve made a lot of progress, it’s quite promising.