Dear Gods of Whatever: a prayer from a highly sensitive person

Dear Gods of Whatever,

This is a prayer to care less.

This is a heartfelt wish to have it not matter.

To be the Queen of Whatevs.

To let it all roll off my back, like a nonchalant duck.

I think there are those people, people who are cool and calm and collected. Who shrug their shoulders and laugh it all off.

The blessed ones.

They can handle the awkward comment, the whining dog, the unanswerable question, the brutal unfairness of the world.

They seem to know they will survive, they will move on. It will all fundamentally be okay.

Why do I move so quickly to life-ruining conclusions? Why does my stomach churn at a mere thought? Why do my eyes tear as I imagine complete devastation?

So I pray to you, Gods of Whatever, to help me to care less.

To be more callous.

Less empathetic.

Please — just make me a tiny bit more of an asshole.

Amen.

6 Comments

  1. Yes. I could have written this.

    Thank you for always managing to so beautifully voice what I am thinking. Thank you for opening up and sharing these feelings/thoughts with us. I appreciate it and I appreciate you.

  2. “Blessed are the shoulder-shruggers, for they shall sleep well”: Didn’t Jesus say that?

    :-,?

    (User puffs complacently on his pipe–a bent shape, apparently…

  3. Why do I move so quickly to life-ruining conclusions? Why does my stomach churn at a mere thought? Why do my eyes tear as I imagine complete devastation?

    Oh my goodness, Lisa. I can’t tell you how much that resonates with me. You just ‘Said It’. Seemingly so effortlessly also. I can only dream of having your talent. I feel like my life rolls from one stomach churning thought or event to another. Anxiety is like an expanded balloon of nausea threatening to fill up every micro space inside, ready to explode at just One More Thought!

    How tragic that others feel this way too. How relieved I feel that I am not the only one.

    Bless you. Always.

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