... Someone once told me I was an intense person - I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult ... I mean let's face it, how many women would you consider "intense"? So I started to do a little research when I can across something that does describe me to a T....
I don't know how to be anything other than intense.
I don't know how to experience without feeling and thinking too much.
I don't know how to sit still, quiet my mind and just be.
I am always searching, always questioning, struggling to find the meaning in everything.
I am passionate and I am deep, and even if I am misunderstood I am finally okay with that.
I am okay with that, it's tough when people don't understand what it's like to live with that constant mindset of needed perfection. The anxiety is sometimes too much to deal with, sometimes it really is hard to just get out of bed in the morning. We dig down real deep for that strength.
I do believe that some people can find balance, I however cannot. I am black or white, never gray. I'm all on or all out, I never do things halfway. I believe in the saying "all or nothing" and I tend to live by it.
So yes, I take being called an intense person as a compliment because that means that there's passion behind it.
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