Tell us an unusual thing that people don't know about you

I am not special…I feel other people’s feelings deeply…physically…emotionally…spiritually.

In fact I can hear the wind whisper its lament in my ear.

I know there are others like me.

If you are one of us…you are not mad.

There are others like us estimated at 1 to 2 percent of the population of the world.

You are not alone.

Many of us die trying to cope.

You are not alone and we are not dysfunctional, bipolar, autistic we are just different.

My blood type is AB+ only 4% of humanity has this blood type…no big deal.

Neither is extreme empathy.

They told me I was sick and medicated me.

There is nothing wrong with us. It is a gift and a profound responsibility.

I have found one solution and one only.

Love, love, love and love some more. When that’s not enough love some more.

Never stop…never stop.

Love transforms suffering into grace.

Prayer, if you do that unlocks the locked doors with empathy for the other, all others all things, everything, even those who have caused my suffering.

Love is the key. It is the only thing that has brought me peace and led me to the grace of a higher power.

You are not alone.

I feel you as you feel me.

Peace and good health are right through the doorway of love.

Thank you!

Very interesting history, you bad boy, you!

I recently saw a documentary about CBGB's.

Amazing how many great bands got their start in that little hole-in-the-wall!

I had similar experiences starting in early 70s when I was in high school in the Chicago area. Same thing back then, with the alcohol/drugs. Nobody in the city really cared how old you were: I started getting into dives when I was 15. Didn't even need to gain entry cuz there was grass/bootleg booze all over the streets. I missed a lot of school, which I'm not particularly proud of, now. But, it was what it was.

I have four children. The first three have the same Birthday 2 years apart.
My name got in the press. Oh, OK........except when it was 9 months before my three children's Birthday, I STARTED GETTING CALLS FROM ALL KINDS OF PEOPLE SAYING IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO GET PREGNANT WITH #4. What? How'd that get out?
I was embarrassed. My husband worked for Western Electric...and they actually sent him home from work at 2:00, 9 months prior to my other children's Birthday to get me pregnant.
I would NOT sleep with him.
So, my fourth child was born in August, not June, and she questioned me for years why she did NOT have the same Birthday!!
Oh, BTW my son's daughter has his Birthday!

The famous boxer, George Foreman, named 5 of his sons "George" and one of his daughters Georgetta.
You didn't mention your kids' names.
Just curious....

Scott R L @scottrl That's interesting...and surprising. If you don't mind my asking, any particular reason why you've never held a baby, toddler, or young child in my arm? Curious...and just wondering because I would have thought (and presumed) that all, if not most, adults would have had that experience.

@scottrl Hi Scott - I don’t seem to be able to find on here why you haven’t ever held a young person in your arms. Is that because you don’t have arms? It’s hard to imagine not ever having had that experience 💔

It's an interesting question.

I am from a small family, no younger siblings, no cousins, nieces, or nephews for me to be around, or to be around me. My wife and I don't have children.

Also, I was a bachelor for a very long time. Bachelors are typically unwelcome at young family gatherings; at least I was unwelcome. I never had many opportunities to be around very young children.

Additionally, I tend to scare young kids. Even when young, I was a big clunky guy. Kids' usual reaction to me was to run away, screaming for mommy. (Oddly enough, a lot of young women had the same reaction.) Now that I'm older and disabled, I walk with a cane and move very awkwardly. Most little kids have never seen anyone like me. Hell, most adults haven't.

Finally, I am great with animals -- dogs, cats, and even snakes like me. But with kids, I get very anxious. Since becoming disabled, I don't have two arms available anyway. It wouldn't be safe for me or the kid if I tried picking one up.
(Your comment about me not having arms kind of hit home, though I'm sure you meant no harm.)

Oddly enough, older kids seem to like me. My wife tells me it's because I don't talk down to them. I talk to them like they're grown-ups, which they like, apparently. (I married into a *very* large family.) But that's completely hands-off.

It's an interesting question.

I am from a small family, no younger siblings, no cousins, nieces, or nephews for me to be around, or to be around me. My wife and I don't have children.

Also, I was a bachelor for a very long time. Bachelors are typically unwelcome at young family gatherings; at least I was unwelcome. I never had many opportunities to be around very young children.

Additionally, I tend to scare young kids. Even when young, I was a big clunky guy. Kids' usual reaction to me was to run away, screaming for mommy. (Oddly enough, a lot of young women had the same reaction.) Now that I'm older and disabled, I walk with a cane and move very awkwardly. Most little kids have never seen anyone like me. Hell, most adults haven't.

Finally, I am great with animals -- dogs, cats, and even snakes like me. But with kids, I get very anxious. Since becoming disabled, I don't have two arms available anyway. It wouldn't be safe for me or the kid if I tried picking one up.
(Your comment about me not having arms kind of hit home, though I'm sure you meant no harm.)

Oddly enough, older kids seem to like me. My wife tells me it's because I don't talk down to them. I talk to them like they're grown-ups, which they like, apparently. (I married into a *very* large family.) But that's completely hands-off.