being in yo’ feels: the real tea on being an empath

I remember, growing up, if someone was really sad, I felt really sad. If they were pissed off, I felt my skin literally flush with their anger. I would see someone genuinely cry and I would tear up. I couldn’t help it. We’re not talking the tears that come when you want someone to feel sorry for you, and you’re not really crying.

You know the tears I’m talking about.