The Pain of an Empath

Posted Feb 04, 2009 by Ginae / comments 11 comments / Print / Font Size Decrease font size Increase font size

It started many years ago in a medium-sized house in Texas. The house I grew up in was full of pain. My father was abusive verbally and otherwise. I was happiest when he was at work, which he rarely went to or outside mowing the lawn. Even today, I love the smell of fresh grass.

It started many years ago in a medium-sized house in Fort Worth, Texas.

The house I grew up in was full of angst, pain and more pain. My father was abusive verbally and otherwise. I was happiest when he was at work, which he rarely went to because of many and various complaints and excuses or outside mowing the lawn. Even today, I love the smell of fresh grass.  It takes me away.

I shielded my little sister from all things awful as much as I could, but a little kid is only so powerful. I couldn't save myself and I couldn't save her.  I was completely powerless.

Even the family dog was usually suffering.  I couldn't save any of them either.  It never occurred to me that my family shouldn't own a dog.

I was twelve when the spiritual stuff started and I was ill-equipped to say the least. Demons started their visits at that time. I still remember the fear.

Ghosts would play the piano all night. They were drunk and laughing and singing.

Many mornings I was slapped awake by an unseen force. Sometimes, it made my face was red.

I always fantasized that someone would knock on the door, demand my sister and I and we would leave with them. They then loved us and took care of us. But, that never happened. It wasn't supposed to.

What was supposed to happen did happen.

And today, I am very concerned with the feelings of others.

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Ginae
Ginae said... on November 21st, 2009 at 8:49 AM

Thank you RolyB!

RolyB
RolyB said... on November 21st, 2009 at 8:33 AM

I appreciate your thoughts. 5 *

Goodselfme
Goodselfme said... on November 12th, 2009 at 6:37 PM

I have recently learned so many things about Empaths. It is quite amazing how many people never heard of this too. Tx for your great composition. 5*

Ginae
Ginae said... on October 26th, 2009 at 3:31 AM

It’s true.  There are SO many people who are (in part, at least) empathic!  They could understand themselves better.  It’s kind of an odd word, though.  I think.  TX for your comment!

Goodselfme
Goodselfme said... on October 25th, 2009 at 5:37 PM
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Whenever I view anything about Empaths, I wish everyone could read the contents. So many people are completely unaware of that characteristic and know little if they are aware.  TX for a 5* post of sharing.

Ginae
Ginae said... on July 20th, 2009 at 5:44 PM

Thanks for your comment Ms. Summers.  That I KNOW, I have only been an Empath for the past 6 years?  I appreciate your kind words and insight!~

BonitaSummers
BonitaSummers said... on July 20th, 2009 at 3:30 PM
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I think it’s important to acknowledge your strength having survived the situation in which you grew up, AND having survived with your empathic abilities intact. Often, we shut down in order to shield ourselves from the negative emotions of others. It’s possible to walk with others in compassion and not wear their negative emotions, but this takes practice. No doubt, your difficult path gave you compassion for others in pain. Namaste.

Ginae
Ginae said... on July 20th, 2009 at 2:11 AM

Thank you so much.  I appreciate you and your manner and message~!



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