Empathic Personality

It all started when I was a little kid. I was always watching other people and thinking about what life was like though their eyes. As I got older I began to notice that when I met people I would begin to feel different. It was like I felt what they felt, or thought what they thought. It honestly scared me.

"Does this happen to everyone?" I would say to myself. I had to know more, so I turned to the only person I knew at the time that could help me, my mother. Through hours of enlightening conversation I started to understand a bit more of what was going on. I was feeling the other persons emotions. It was as if I was being consumed by them.

By the time I really got in tune with it I was around the age of fifteen. I could almost read another person's mind, it seemed like. Just by their emotions alone I could tell what they were thinking and without even a word respond to them. I practiced everyday to sharpen my skill.

I am now twenty years old and I have excepted my role as an empath. I help out were and can and make lives better. My favorite emotion to feel is happiness. My goal is to make people laugh, and with my gift it is almost effortless.

There are other things that come into play as well. My inner energy flows extremely easy for me. I have been told by many gifted individuals that I am a very talented person. They also informed me I should meditate to help replenish lost energy throughout the day, because it turns out, I am constantly spewing it from my body. So I began doing some self taught methods of meditation. This is where I run into issues. I reach a point while I am doing it where it is as if I am at a closed door. Behind the door I feel there is a massive power that's just beckoning me in. Urging me to open it and venture to the other side. My problem is that the door is always locked. I get so frustrated that I find myself falling back into consciousness.