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Hello, Miss Judgemental Me!

I’m sorry to say that our new office intern is Miss Tight Vocal Fry personified, and I wish I could tell her to never speak ever around the office, because she makes my throat hurt. #releasethethroat!

Weighing The Options

Turns out working for an animal shelter is good for my personal development. I tend to be a people-pleaser, but as much as I hate saying no to people and disappointing them (!possibility of conflict klaxon!), I’d hate it even more if any of the rescue animals ended up in an uncaring, negligent home. If [...]

The High Cost of Sensitivity

My high sensitivity sometimes ends up costing me a lot of money (see e.g. Exhibit A). I will just have the same insurance plans and mobile phone plans and such for ever and ever, because changing them would require asking for offers and negotiating. Gaaah.

An Observation About Family

My lovely, lovely niece is 9 years old. She loves books and animals. She has always taken time to be alone in her room, to read and talk to her toys and to herself, and now write. She is full of compassion for all living beings. She notices how people are feeling and tries to [...]

An Observation About Pets

Our office intern has, among other pets, a hedgehog. She bought some live cockroaches as a treat for the hedgehog, but found she couldn’t bear to feed them to the hedgehog after all. The cockroaches now have names and a terrarium. I totally get this.

An Observation About Presence

My uncomfortableness with being watched appears to extend to a general other-people-are-present-ness. I’m far more productive when there’s no one around – I even prefer to empty the dishwasher or vacuum the house when SO is not at home.

An Observation About The Obvious

One of the things I’ve had to learn how to do as a detail-oriented, deeply processing HSP, is to go right ahead and state the blatantly obvious out loud, no matter how silly it feels. Turns out a lot of things aren’t blatantly obvious to other people.

The Little Big Things

SO and I put up new wallpaper in my home office two weeks ago. Every time I walk into the room now I take a moment to put my fists on my hips, admire the wallpaper, smile, and sigh with contentment. Its beauty gives me no end of pleasure.

An Observation About Memories

Right: am I the only one who has a Signature Sound of Embarrassing Memory? Every time my rambling mind thinks back to something stupid/wrong/inappropriate I did/said, I go “hmh”. Not a speaking “hmh”, but a humming “hmh” (typically a G4-ish note). I go “hmh” a lot. I also often try and pretend it was a [...]

An Observation About Outlook

I’m a curious mixture of pessimist and optimist: I fully expect things to go wrong given the opportunity (and there’s always an opportunity, as well you know), but I’m, deep down, also convinced that everything will turn out alright in the end. I also go full on pollyanna if someone actually verbalises a doomsday expectation, [...]