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I am very super-sensitive. I respond to all forms of natural beauty, but am also impressionable to any form of discord, noise or inharmonious environment. I find it extremely difficult to understand and control my sensitivity. My feelings are deeply touched through music, art and all things in nature. I am a romantic that respond to the moon rising or the sun setting, touched by the mystery behind it all. My greatest problem lies in indulging in this sense of emotional depth, romance, mysticism and imagination. When this occurs I lose myself in unreality, pulled into a dream world where truth and fact are replaced with fantasy and make-believe.
I am an avid reader who finds being alone with my books a replacement for friends who could never understand my deep feelings. In a higher sense I could be drawn to philosophy and religion, with a deep appreciation for life and its meaning. I am a theorist who needs to understand my sensitivity as a device for divining philosophical truths. I am naturally intuitive and capable of insights of a profound nature but only if I can develop mentally. Without mental development I become subject to an over-sensitive response to life, escaping into a world of idealism where nobody can live up to my expectations. At this point I become judgmental, critical and moody, and it is my moods that are my undoing. I can shut you out with an icy silence that is worse than an outburst of anger. Being the focus of attention makes me shy and uncommunicative, my power of speech vanishing completely. This quality is the most misunderstood of all, mainly because I cannot understand myself enough to express in words just how I feel and think -- it is easier to just avoid serious and meaningful contact with others.

I am forced to seek within for the happiness that continually eludes me in my association with others. This can cause me to become anti-social or even reclusive. Due to my over-sensitivity I can be as quiet as a mouse, or chatter endlessly to avoid revealing my feelings. This is done unconsciously until it becomes a habit that I cannot see or control. I crave the quiet of my own environment where I do not have to deal with people but I also find intervals of silence in conversations so disturbing that I fill them with nonsense and meaningless chatter. If there is some balance in my overall make-up, I can be deep and thoughtful, with a great potential for writing and creativity. If my intellect is developed I have a perception of things and people that is most profound as I understand that which pervades the quiet places. I am vulnerable to heart, lungs and bronchial problems such as asthma, and deep chest colds.

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