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Perspective

  Coming from a long history of addiction and not knowing about my gifted/hsp stuff. It leaves me wondering about all of these people that I have met. Some are very kind and understanding which is a good thing. It also could be an indicator of some bad things as well. Are these people seeing me the way I think they are? Or is this just some kind of coddling akin to a special needs child? I know I am different and some say nuts, but I do know the difference, and I do pick up all of the pieces.
  When people are saying one thing and feel something completely different it usually shows up plain as day. I am more trained to accept their feelings that I pick up as the truth, and what they say a secondary item. It get's confusing sometimes when people are constantly doing the opposite of what they are feeling.
  So as I try to get along with this group, or any, that I belong to, there are some things I have to take into thought and be on guard at all times.
  I am notoriously aloof in what I know, and what I know about people. There are times when a blatant joke at my expense is made, where people believe that I don't get it. There are times when people are trying to manipulate me or my situation. They believe I cannot see that happening, and I play along. It is usually because I have taken their manipulation through the 1000 outcomes and have decided to play along because it would benefit me. Through this madness of mind during much of my life people do not realize that the human condition is my forte. The smallness of minds that would attempt to play these games seems silly to me. My actions and life cut from a template not recognized for what it is.
  I sometimes feel it is as though the destinies of some kind of past lives are unfulfilled and still live within my psyche. That's ok, maybe I can take care of a few of them before the bell rings for the next round.

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