Comments on: The Sadness Of Shoes

By: tess

tess — Sun, 12 Mar 2017 03:20:29 +0000

thank you for the link to the article, I feel like it describes my son and me

By: Suspended

Suspended — Sun, 18 Sep 2016 16:28:17 +0000

No idea where I am on the HSP scale but years of loud music has finally given me tinnitus. It’s tragic, I can no longer enjoy silence without the annoying “wooooooooo” of my eardrums. The upside, I’ll just keep playing loud music.

Those boots are so sad I almost wept for them. When it comes to those sneakers, I have no words, only a feeling of shame.

By: Kellie

Kellie — Fri, 16 Sep 2016 01:13:34 +0000

That was an amazing article. I did the HSP personality test.
14 made you HSP.
I had 23.
My senses are so acute-especially hearing and smell. And I do need to be able to retreat to a place with controlled sensory stimulation, or I get very agitated and crabby.
I will take some celebratory cake please. No noisemakers.
Tyvm.

By: Sister Wolf

Sister Wolf — Thu, 15 Sep 2016 08:45:52 +0000

Miranda – I can’t take credit for that analogy, it came from the article I linked to. But it’s so helpful, right? Sometimes, framing a concept with the right words is everything!

Bevitron – I wish I could be magic for you. Or just make life more bearable. I can sort of relate to some of this – I think I’ve become too sad for my friends. I guess it’s you, me and Hillary. xoxo

Bonnie – Hahahahahahaha! They should totally call those boots “Eeyore!” Good call!

By: Bonnie

Bonnie — Thu, 15 Sep 2016 03:37:00 +0000

Those first shoes are pretty much a dead ringer for Eeyore in Winnie the Pooh. Definitely sad.
The second pair look like they have a parasite or maybe like they were designed by a three year old. Sad in that they are a failure on every level.

By: Bevitron

Bevitron — Thu, 15 Sep 2016 01:18:29 +0000

Thanks so much for the article, Sister! It will be my bedtime reading material tonight.

For what it’s worth, I love your high degree of empathy, involuntary or not. I escalated from lifetime hypersadness to overall terror back in March when I was critically ill with a potentially (usually) deadly ailment and spent a few days hospitalized. The ailment is much better but the state of mind has stayed. It’s like the sadness but with this vicious edge – my sword of Damocles. Friends have not responded well to my new, even darker relationship with the world.

Celebratory? Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever even thought to give a shit about anybody’s capacity for celebratoryness.

By: Miranda Mitsouko

Miranda Mitsouko — Wed, 14 Sep 2016 20:17:39 +0000

Your comments about empathy and sensitivity are pure genius. Loved the dandelion/orchid comparison.

By: Sister Wolf

Sister Wolf — Wed, 14 Sep 2016 18:19:36 +0000

Marky – His bags shaped like leather animals are beyond tragic. Who’s the boyfriend??

By: Marky

Marky — Wed, 14 Sep 2016 13:42:55 +0000

Those shoes are tragic. Like, I can’t stand it. What’s more tragic, though, is when one of my favorite designers does something stupid and sad. Much of Thom Browne’s last two seasons can be placed in the sad column. I blame his boyfriend, who should be me.