Cherry Blossom Rain: Chapter 35
Me still speaking to my 16 year old self…
Jason, at age 16, you already do this, but I want to explain more about this…
You are a hyper-empath. When anyone asks you how your day is going, you deflect by saying things like “just doin’ my Jason things”. Or “movin’ through it”
And people will charge you as being a downer sometimes.
The reason you say this is because, as an empath, you cannot honestly say something like, “I’m doing great!” As what? Someone who’s day is great because a child starves to death in New York City??
And you’ll hear the same thing billions of times over…
“I’m an empath to, but I agree to disagree”.
What this translates as is: I don’t give a shit about anyone but myself, but I’m an empath because I say so.
These people are not empaths… they are psychopaths.
And these psychopaths will always tell you that your deflections bring everyone down.
They’re full of shit. Jason, you fucking breathe their air with them and allow them to speak these words…
And they look at you as some piece of shit.
As much as it hurts, and it will hurt a lot, you’ll understand that these people don’t know what they’re talking about.