I wanted not to be the person who notices first

Dear Delyara, Sometimes sensitivity feels less like a gift and more like unpaid labor. Today I noticed everything before I wanted to. The awkward pause. The wrong tone. The thing no one had remembered. The emotional shift under the words. The task that would become irritating later if not handled now. By the end of the day, I was tired of being early to everything. I didn’t want to be the first one there emotionally. I wanted to walk into a room and let someone else read it for once. That kind of rest still feels rare in my life.