Now that I contemplate about it. I think I have a sensitive soul.
I make this conclusion by remembering about what I was thinking when playing with my niece. It’s almost like I can get into their mind and I know how best to teach them anything. I know when I should be assertive and I know when I should be an angel. I know how to make them like or hate me. And I also know what actions result to what feelings inside them.
Or maybe it’s not being a sensitive soul?
Maybe it’s just overanalyzing and pattern seeking behavior?
Or maybe it’s a scarier thing, is it sociopathy?
The kind of sociopathy that’s being used for goodness.
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