Life as an empath.

Today started off as one of those days when I just “couldn’t.” Couldn’t deal. Couldn’t face the news. Couldn’t face myself in the mirror. Couldn’t see how to do much of anything. I got my coffee and made some calls and put myself back to bed, just for a little while. I haven’t been able to sleep much and still wasn’t able to once I went for my mid-morning nap. After a very short little rest, I decided to give myself a break, get up, and put one foot in front of the other. I realized that some days are just like that. Dealing with the unknown, the grief, the uncertainty, and most of all for me…the confusion of these days…these are the things that take the biggest toll on me and others like me. I suffer from something called Empath Fatigue. Chronic Compassion. And it’s incredibly real. So I am moving forward through this day, allowing myself to experience my feels and hopefully coaching others to do the same, with gratitude.