Story 3: Pieces of glass
“I’m tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I’m tired of never having a buddy to be with, to tell me where we’s going to, coming from or why. Mostly, I’m tired of people being ugly to each other. I’m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world every day. There’s too much of it. It’s like pieces of glass in my head, all the time… Can you understand?”John Coffey, movie The Green Mile
When I watch The Green Mile I choke up and get teary-eyed at this part. As a highly sensitive person I pick up a lot of signals, like tension and emotions.
It is true that John Coffey speaks of all the pain in the whole world; in my case it hits closer to home. Certain events move me more deeply and I pick up the moods of others, sometimes without knowing. I have the feeling something’s wrong and discover in the end that there was something going on indeed.
I get tension headaches. I get overwhelmed easily. When this peaks it feels like my head gets stuck, sometimes on one emotion, other times it’s so much it gets stuck on it just turns into nothing. My head is filled with emptiness. It hurts. I can’t think properly anymore.
When I’m like this, I can’t do anything and talking is hard. Isolating myself in a place without stimuli is ultimately the best solution.