Is it possible to deal with an extreme sensitivity and get by in life? My mind is a hotbed of sensitivity and imagination, “capable of taking a simple stimulus and magnifying it many times greater than it is.”

I feel fluid, unstable, always changing and new… but always the same. I classify and file emotions and memories by collecting small objects compulsively.
My work researches on the ideas of memory and identity, but the latter is a concept that keeps slipping away from me.
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