There are plenty of ways you can be an activist — even as a highly sensitive person — without having to go to an overstimulating protest.

As an HSP in the city, I learned to work with the noise and embrace it, like a swimmer floating along instead of fighting the current.

Saying, “I’m sorry” is about much more than the words — it’s about the empathy, actions, and intent behind the words, too.

If you get the heebie-jeebies when someone’s in your space bubble, you might be a highly sensitive person.

Highly sensitive people make great volunteers because it allows them to tap into their strengths, like their empathic nature.

With both my queer and HSP identities, over the years, pride replaced shame — and, by now, the shame is entirely gone. Joy has replaced it.

Going to therapy can change your life because it allows you to safely explore blind spots that you may have tried to overlook.

Perfectionism is like jet fuel for my anxiety. But what if HSPs can turn it into something that’s actually healthy?

As a highly sensitive person, it’s a constant struggle between trying to mesh my Chinese identity with my HSP one.

Setting boundaries seems hard — until you get that first beautiful taste of peace and safety.