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Trying to figure out my intuition.

I know I am an empath.
And it SUCKS.
I can't be around people for to long sometimes because it's too much..
I don't have any way to control it.
I was told to not watch the news but I can't help it sometimes.
I got upset yesterday because leaving my family reunion I saw a shaggy white dog walking by itself on the sidewalk. No tags. Nothing.
But I know I can't do anything about it.
I could get the dog if it would come to me and then what?
It was Sunday so animal shelters close Sunday.
I know I can't fix stupid but WHY GET AN ANIMAL IF YOU CAN'T WATCH IT.
It fucking hurts me.
Especially with animals.
It makes me want to cry. It makes me feel sick.
And I can't stop it. I can't stop feeling that way.
I can see crummy posts on facebook and I can't handle it.
I can't handle any of it. Its too much.
I'm listening to a  few VIDEO'S right now.
And I'm trying to figure out how to do this.
I know I need some sort of belief and/or spirituality.
Because I need to find some point or something to look at instead of nothing.
I don't want to see nothing. I don't want to feel this way. I just don't know how.

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