I find my ‘gifts’ intrusive sometimes.

Those that know me will be aware of my ‘gifts’. I randomly feel things. I felt like I was going to cry at a stupid time of night, well very early morning. I find some things intrusive. I know that wasn’t my feelings because I wasn’t upset about anything. I just want to get back to sleep. I need to be up in a few hours. I fell asleep earlier but then woke up and been unable to get back to sleep. I feel tired. I just can’t ‘switch off’. That is hard when your head is the equivalent of a radio receiver of various energies from others and the world around us. It can be so tiring trying to balance my life while picking things up off of others and the environments around me. I feel like my personal space is invaded by being like a sponge. I also care too much so that makes it ten times harder.