You absorb the moods around you like weather. You walk into a room and take on its feeling as if it were your job to carry it home.
“What would you have me know about the feelings I carry that were never mine?”
Some additional insights around this question:
- Whose emotions do you take on as your own?
- When did you become the family’s feeler?
- What would it mean to hand a feeling back to its owner?
