I just saw something on facebook about sensitive people. "Sensitive people should be treasured. They love deeply and think deeply about life. They are loyal, honest and true. The simple things sometimes mean the most to them. They don't need to change or harden. Their purity makes them who they are." Now this makes me cry.... because growing up, my parents tried to shame and ridicule the sensitivity out of me. I am so thankful that they did not succeed. I honestly feel this way, and I should share the following with my husband soon: my sensitivity is who I am, and if you can't love me for that, then you are not worthy of loving me.