There are some things we just know about ourselves.
For example, I know that I will never eat haggis. I don’t have to think about it; I just know that I’ll pass on the sheep’s organs 100% of the time.
I also know that I’m highly sensitive. It took years of feeling like the piece that didn’t quite fit before I learned that there’s a name for people like me… erm… highly sensitive person… and that it’s an actual trait and not some personality flaw. (Resist the urge to comment, Husband.)Read more