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=What is my Passion?= (By Tegan Syjade)

Prologue: In order to understand why I haven chosen this particular passion, you must first understand me. I am an artist in motion. I was born a visionary with a high degree of Imagination and creativity. Often it’s hard for me to handle a compliment because I am more inclined to point out the positives in other people. I have interests in many religions and view them with an open-minded perspective. I am affectionate and expressive, which makes me honest because I cannot hide what I feel.

“What I feel…” This is the trickiest part about me. I was born with some things that were both a gift and a curse. I openly feel what is outside of myself more than what is inside. I am a natural born Empath, meaning; I feel the emotions of others. When I meet a person for the first time I often instantly know what their needs are and what makes them tick. It’s difficult for me to explain, but it’s like each person that I meet steps inside of me and leaves traces of emotion behind.

Because of this “gift” I don’t always recognize my own needs. I feel what is around me, not my own determination or sadness. I absorb a bit of the people around me and become them; forced to either help them or feel the pain they do. I have devoted my life to others without even wanting to. I became a guardian to the people around me. Compassion is my passion.

Narrative Essay; What Is Your Passion?

Someone once said to me “Tegan yours is a restless life, and never shall you know peace, though you shall be blessed with the peace you bring to others.”

“When I am not helping others, I am not happy anyway.”- I said.

This is more than just a state of mind for me. I would have to deny the existence of emotion altogether to be able to say anything other than that. If someone around me is hurt I am equally hurt. It’s distracting and stressful but not all bad. Sometimes when I have a conflict in my life the presence of healthy-minded people can be soothing. In order to be true to myself I must accept that I am connected to the people around me for better or worse. I can choose to sort through it or use it to better the world I am in.

Because I take on outside emotions I understand what it is like to be them at the time and it creates a bond. Imagine everyone in the world is covered with chalk. They chose the colors of chalk that represent their moods and I come in with white clothing bumping into everyone. What would happen? Colors are mashed together all over my shirt until it either fades or I clean it off. I get this bond with everyone and build the strongest empathy and compassion a person could ever have.

Once I truly accepted all of this, I changed. I turned most of my passion into compassion and lost my desire to date or be with someone. I have sacrificed so much in order to be able to use this gift for something good. Love as powerful as it is can always be overthrown by another type of love. My greatest love hurts others and that affects me. I defend and protect others, even from the people I adore. My greatest test was to see if I could put others before myself by letting the thing I love most slip through my fingers. It’s like I’ve been hooked up to a machine that breathes for me all my life and then the doctor rips it away.

It was after that when I realized that my only passion would have to be what I was willing to give up all my personal love for. I truly am devoted to this world as a whole. I will do all I can to be a good person and make it a better place. Everyone’s energy is endless here on earth we could do amazing things if we wanted. I am passionate about being a part of that: A part of something big. I am doing my best to better this world in every way that I can because that is what I was meant to do.

Helping others is my mission, life, and greatest passion.

Extra, related texts:

“Opportunities can be explained like shooting stars. Most people don’t see it until it is gone and wish upon its memory. They don’t realize that these stars were once still, hovering above us, and reachable with our eyes. If we were aware of the world, we could put an eye on a star before it ever got a chance empty itself from our sky.” (Myself during a discussion in May 2007)

-Tegan Syjade