My dreams have been pretty serene, sleep has been very, very, very, very needed -_-
I can barely handle 40 hour work weeks, I just worked 16 days straight minus halloween night when I got drunk in front of a fire and slept my entire day away like that. However, recuperation, I have not gotten at all.
But it's like today, I'd say it's more like I literally get hurt by being around people because I feel and see their character's without having any control over it. And most people in my area aren't the brightest, kindest, or most spiritually aware types. Life is still magical, it's just that it also feels intensely like a dream just before a nightmare starts. I feel a kind of fear for the future that is based on actual worries I have... Such as being homeless, having to live in a very crappy place, and such realities that always feel a few bad days between me and my mom away from becoming true.
I love nights! I actually enjoy most of my customers, it's just I can't control when a bad person's feelings get stuck on me, and I start unconsciously screwing things up in my job towards customers because I'm hearing judgments that I normally wouldn't have skewing my feelings towards the person. It's all still me failing to control myself, but I, I mean I. Ugh. This might make more sense if I explain what happened today at work that caused me to make this thread.
I work overnights at a gas station, my work also sells donuts, so every night, usually before 1am a Donut Guy comes in and replaces our donuts in the donut case. Well one of those vendors is a major jerk-off in terms of attitude, he's mean and cruel and finds humor in it, and he likes me cause I just treat him professionally with kindness. His personality usually gets stuck on me, and usually it's tame but sometimes he's a real ass towards me in his mind, and it just latches his thoughts and criticism into me and suddenly I'm feeling it coming through and out of me. So he shows up at 3am today, cause he doesn't really care about doing his job in a timely manner because he's salaried, no big deal to me, until he was there in front of me talking to me replacing donuts, then I was suddenly extremely annoyed. After he left, as a rule of thumb for the sake of not needing to be redundant, I never mop before the donut guy comes, cause their carts will undo the entire mop job with black streaking wheel lines.
Well I'm mopping at 3am and these two guys come in, who look a bit more punkish style, but also act somewhat punkish and a bit arrogant, one of them walks onto the mopped floor and pretends to slip. Normally it's funny, no big deal, but this time it was like I took it completely personally and it really angered me. Yet I like my job, so I maintain professionalism. So the guy walks up to me with a 20 in his hand and begins with, "oh, uhhhhhh. mmmm.. hmmmaybe split the difference of...uhhherr, well...urhmmuh, maybe uhhhhh." and it was driving me mad! Like I was growing infuriated with the guy so much so I even had a bit of a tone just like, "Dude, how much on (pump) 1?" and he continues his erms and uhms then finally goes, "uhh, 9. Wait. yeah 9." and hands me the 20, so I punch in 9 dollars on pump 1 and begins tendering his change when he mumbles up, "Wait, I mean 5." Normally, okay whatev, a bit non-present, whatev, not the first time. I concur and say I'll refund the pump.
I don't know how to refund the money on the pump though (still learning all the kinks of the register being the very inactive night shift guy) and along my exploration of refunding the pump I wanted to make sure the guy who was outside (unaware that he shouldn't begin pumping as far as I knew) didn't start pumping the gas, so there's a big red STOP button on the register, so I went and hit it.
Then all the pumps 1 - 12 went down, and my night got bad right there
Then along the way in my terrified fury because I had no idea how to get the pumps back online and had these two guys now in front of me wondering why they can't pump the 9 dollars or put 5 on the pump, and suddenly it's like I'm in a fire in my mind, and all I can do is be like that one comic strip with the dog in the burning home, who's holding his cup of coffee sitting on a chair at his table like, "this is fine."
Except it wasn't fine, I was seriously freaking out, and all because in my annoyance I wasn't thinking straight (I knew how to properly stop a pump but was blanking on the process, hint: Enter the pump number first, then hit STOP) because I was being annoyed and in a jerky bad mood because I let it rub off on me, or maybe it was just my portion of myself manifesting in response to that guy. I don't want to feign responsibility, it was clearly me, but I was getting annoyed at things I normally never would have. In my looking back at the memories, it was like the guy's attitude shed upon me and I began enacting it through myself.
I don't want that, Plenum. I had to send those guys to Circle k across the street, and they had literally no gas, had to push their car across the street. I really screwed them over.
I really don't want that. It's why I say, I think I am an Empath, and I have no control over it. It's like I peer into people, and sometimes I accidentally let them peer into me, and sometimes I absorb parts of them, and I think maybe sometimes they experience what I feel when they're interacting with me, but I don't think they usually know what's going on. I usually see it because if they're physically low on energy, or I am, if I'm peering, I'll get sweaty and hot and a bit flushed, and I notice it happens to my customers exactly the same way, just out of nowhere they'll start sweating within 10-20 seconds, their face will get a bit flushed and they'll seem more calm or docile (sort of like me when I'm around people I don't know) or if I get it sometimes I'll feel different, like my mood shifts slightly more to theirs, which usually is a bit more casual or businesslike (usually ride the businesslike moods for professionalism
) but some people you can feel anger or anxiety or irrational feelings or some manner of something that pulls and churns me on the inside in some way as to produce pain. Like an unconscious pain just in the background, maybe because the empathic ability is passively done in the background???
I don't know anything that I can actually believe is factual about empaths, just theories and beliefs, but nothing for certain, I've never seen someone explain it in a way that makes sense to me, so I wonder if I have a certain type of sensitivity or. I don't know! I just don't know but if it's going to drive my mind insane, hurt me, and cause me to be bad at my job so catastrophically that I take down my entire gas lot's gas pumps then I need to make sense of this and get a handle on it.
So. I really do attribute meditation to becoming aware and conscious of these things happening. I just, wasn't expecting it all to be put into such sheer focus though. But I do feel somewhat energized enough to handle it all, which is good, even if my physical body is...Hurting and sore but hearty and willing (lol...)
I thought Hands of Light explained something but I haven't felt calm enough to look at it with a clear mind yet, I was thinking of doing it tomorrow in front of a fire with a glass of wine.
But I really do need some advice on how to handle emotions that boot you out of a self-aware or mindful perspective. I had no realization of how out of character I was being until I had long made all the mistakes and corrected them in sheer terror of my boss's boss calling the store like, "y da gas no wrk JOe?!" (not literally, but a terrified thought indeed).
E_S, I mean, I have a pretty...Addicted gaming personality, I could play an online game with friends for...ever. It's why I stay away from them, I mean, I might gift myself a Ps4 and Fallout 4 to basically shut myself away and uber-recharge on my Me-Time (have I mentioned I have over 200+ hours on Skyrim on just one save profile?) And Battlefield 4 already have 200 hours logged on it too just on online play (where you run around killing each other, yaaay)
I'd say I already unconsciously did all of that, I guess now I know that who I was as a teenager, was basically how I should be to be happy, much me time, much much alone time.
It's interesting it mentions low energy. I imagine if I relocated up to Sedona or Flagstaff I'd have a much better time with the people probably, maybe.
Miss Jade, I honestly don't want to stop others from it happening. I mean to say, even though the link or whatever it is causes me pain, it also connects me to people in ways that make me understand them. I don't want to stop that, I just want to learn how to be more...Mindful or Conscientious of the negative emotions that might boot us out of a proper self-aware mentality.
Is there anyway to shield from only certain types of links?
What exactly is a cord, and what does it do and such?
thank you everyone O: