Someone told someone I was a psychopath. That’s bullshit. I’m not a psychopath. I’m an introverted empath. I don’t need anyone to define me. And certainly not a manipulator who has nothing better to do than to make me feel small and weak.

His eyes, like dust
swept away by bitter memories
my laughing mouth
crueller than a cat

As empaths, our high level of sensitivity means that we are prone to feeling like eternal outsiders who are in the world but not quite of the world

Aletheia Luna