This Is Why I’m Unapologetically Proud Of My Sensitive Heart

It’s quite difficult to be someone with a fragile heart. I tend to be hurt from offensive words that I hear, even if they are said to me unintentionally. I never forget the way people treat me, whether it’s an act of kindness or rudeness.
I cry over sad situations I learn about the world, no matter how tiny or big they are. I care deeply about making special people in my life happy.

My heart remembers everything. My heart feels everything. My heart wants to experience everything.

Some people say use your brain over your heart in making decisions in life. But I just can’t agree with them. I’ve always allowed my heart to prevail in everything that I do, in everything that I decide, in everything that I think is right. I listen to my heart when I’m in doubt. I trust my heart when I encounter crossroads in front of me.

But following my heart comes with a painful price. I’ve been belittled by people because of it. I’ve been told that I’m illogical, impractical, fool, weak, needy, crazy. I’ve been taken advantage by people who assume that I am vulnerable. I’ve been told I won’t get very far in life. But I try not to let their judgements cloud my head.

I continue to show to everyone that my sensitive heart validates me as a human. My emotions makes me human.

I express what I feel. I say what’s on my mind. I let my heart dictate me. I laugh loudly. I love wildly. I live fiercely.

And I’m not even sorry about it.

I don’t want to live in the world where people encourage me to conceal my feelings, to restrict my thoughts, and to contain my emotions in a box. I don’t want to associate myself with people who expect me to shut my lips tight, to not let my emotions be shown in my face, and to hide my true self.

And I don’t want to live a life that is based and built in lies, and pretentiousness.

My sensitive heart demands honesty. It wants to know what you really want, and what you really need. It doesn’t want to play games with you. It doesn’t want you to pretend.

My sensitive heart is exhausted from dealing with people who think it’s necessary to betray, to cheat, and to manipulate others just to get what they like.

I have used my sensitive heart to leave places where I was not happy. I have quit situations where I was discouraged to completely open myself and shine bright. I have turned away from people who believe that my feelings are invalid.

And I don’t regret walking away from anyone or anything.

I am proud of the feelings that live inside my heart. I am proud of their power to create something artistic, something that will leave a mark in this world. I am proud of the way they can provoke thoughts, the way they can inspire, the way they can connect to people despite our differences.

I don’t feel sorry for my authenticity. I am not ashamed of my rawness and transparency. I don’t mind showing everyone my originality.

Because that is me. My sensitive heart makes me who I am. My emotions remind me the kind of life that I want to live, and love.

And I am proud of being someone who’s vulnerable. Someone who feels too much.