Quotes About Overwhelm

Ja sam jedino sposobna zbrajati život, dok tako prepun ne postane nepodnošljiv, odve? snažan, i raspršujem se u krizama histerije, u milijune komadi?a, zbog prevelike koli?ine života... Prava je patnja živjeti u 'unutrašnjosti života'... netko bi me morao u?initi nesvjesnom. Ubiti me. U?initi me neosjetljivom, nemo?nom. Dijelovi mene morali bi umrijeti, ali ja sam sve dobro zaštitila od umiranja.

If you add layer upon layer, detail over detail, the painting becomes lost in the paint.

I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good. I have turned, with an increasingly fine attention, to love. Love is the other way forward. They need to go together: by themselves pills are a weak poison, love a blunt knife, insight a rope that snaps under too much strain. With the lot of them, if you are lucky, you can save the tree from the vine.

We distract ourselves with details. It's a way of coping.

PANIC FANS THE flames of fear. Panic dulls. Panic stills. Panic tugs at soaring dreams and hurls them down to earth. Panic destroys.

Each time her mind flashed on that image for a second, a fraction of a second, it blinded her like a flashbulb, burning out the center of her mind's eye to blackness.

What did it feel like, I wondered, to love someone that much? So much that you couldn't even control yourself when they came close, as if you might just break free of whatever was holding you and throw yourself at them with enough force to easily overwhelm you both.

I mean, to me, freaking out is different. More of a running away, not telling anyone what's wrong, slowly simmering until you burst kind of thing.

Everything he feels, he feels strongly. Too strongly, sometimes. I think he freaks people out.

Hearing this, I had that feeling again, like the conversation was a pack of wild horses pounding out ahead of me, leaving nothing but dust behind. Trifecta?

There were times when it felt as though my children were annihilating me (truly you have not lived until you have changed one baby's diaper while another baby quietly vomits on your shin) and finally I came to the thought: all right, then, annihilate me, that other self was a fiction anyhow.

Your brain can only process a tiny portion of your environment, It risks being overwhelmed by the volume of information that bombards you every waking moment. Your brain compensates by filtering out the 99.9 percent of your environment that doesn't matter to you.

No, but I feel as if a big stone is pressing me here.

Without constant activity, the threats of life will soon overwhelm the values.

Truthfully, my life is always lunacy.

My life has always been rapid and crazy. It has just gotten a little faster.

Modern life has gotten so strange, we all get 150 emails and text messages a day, and it's hard when things are moving that quickly to keep that sense of wonder about being alive.

In fact, we do not suffer from a deficit of attention. Just the opposite. We've got an overabundance of attention, more attention than we can cope with; our constant challenge is to control it.

What a burden it is to feel responsible for everything. The weight of the world drags you down until the pressure is so great, you no longer feel joyful. About anything.The world has become heavy. But you don't have to carry the world anymore.

Or the angry ones. Holding their heads oh no like a virus is taking over. My mind! Like it's such a big deal. Minds are always being taken over. Succumb, don't resist. Because we do get to choose what we are succumbing to. We create worlds out of what we put into our heads. I don't know about you. It's why I read.

Sometime in your past you entered a social situation (usually overstimulating to begin with) and felt that you failed. Others said you did something wrong

Because you're more sensitive, you don't need extra discomfort or stress around you. A situation may have been deemed safe but still be stressful for you. Likewise, others may have no problem with fluorescent lights, low levels of machine noise, or chemical odors, but you do. This is a very individual matter, even among HSPs.

Often we can get used to stimulation. But sometimes we think we have and aren't being bothered, but suddenly feel exhausted and realize why: We have been putting up with something at a conscious level while it was actually wearing us down. Even a moderate and familiar stimulation, like a day at work, can cause an HSP to need quiet by evening. At that point, one more "small" stimulation can be the last straw.

It means you are aware of subtleties in your surroundings, a great advantage in many situations. It also means you are more easily overwhelmed when you have been out in a highly stimulating environment for too long, bombarded by sights and sounds until you are exhausted in a nervous-system sort of way.