DOES #SENSITIVITY STILL EXIST?

Perhaps the sensitivity has completely disappeared from the human heritage of people?

I don't know if defining sensitivity as a virtue or a very heavy gift to nourish. I suspect, in fact, that a sensitive or even hypersensitive person is more exposed to being hurt. Not only that, the sensitive person, instead of enjoying the appreciation of others, is often considered weak, fragile, not sure of himself and therefore in difficulty to face the problems of life, dominated by someone and hardly serene.

In today's world where the majority are inclined to conquer their own space, accompanied by success, wealth and gratification, sensitivity is considered a feeling to leave in a band of people at the mercy of sentimentality.

And yet, sensitivity is a human quality of great importance to be preserved with maturity and awareness; although at times, we are repaid with gestures of ingratitude, of indifference on the part of a mentality aimed only at profit.

Who is the sensitive person?

Sensitive is the one who knows how to put others at ease, who does not respond to arrogance with equal wickedness, but who knows how to understand even when he is a victim of injustice, knowing how to give with intelligence and magnanimity, true answers, growth of the other.

Sensitive is the person who does not take everything for granted, who knows how to suffer in silence, who does not pretend to be always right, but before reacting with bitterness he listens to the reasons of others and always knows how to question himself by first confronting himself with his mistakes.

Sensitive is the one who knows how to apologize, puts his time, his availability, his work at the disposal of the weakest, the disabled, the needy, without worrying if he will not have a personal advantage.

Sensitive is the one who knows how to enjoy a sunset, a joyful dawn, a sweet melody of creation that reserves the deepest answers to the soul, the truest expectations.

Sensitive is the person who knows how to enjoy the presence of a child, of his smile, of love given and received while playing with life.

Sensitive is the one who listens every day to the voice of the soul that suggests that God is near, it is enough to look for him, he makes himself be found.