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					<description><![CDATA[I just found out what an empath is a year ago and that&#039;s definitely me. I&#039;ve always felt something after seeing a person out and about. It&#039;s like deep in the core of my stomach, sorrow, sadness, a feeling of empathy for that person.  I remember back in elementary school, maybe 2nd, 3rd grade I think , we took a class trip to downtown Washington, D.C. (I&#039;m a D.C. native), and this child, whom look severely mentally handicapped (back in the 70&#039;s were deemed mentally retarded) in a wheel chair  being pushed by a  woman. We were near the Washington Monument, museums, etc. Some of my class mates were laughing at him, making fun of him. I remember feeling such sadness that his had occurred. I need to get the book Feel Better in Five Minutes: An Empowering Guide to Gain Control Over Your Emotions. My emotions are all over the place. My mood, my sanity is up and down and every where. Also, I was told I&#039;m physic and like my mother, God rest her soul, get the feelings and knowing, the dreams.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just found out what an empath is a year ago and that&#8217;s definitely me. I&#8217;ve always felt something after seeing a person out and about. It&#8217;s like deep in the core of my stomach, sorrow, sadness, a feeling of empathy for that person.  I remember back in elementary school, maybe 2nd, 3rd grade I think , we took a class trip to downtown Washington, D.C. (I&#8217;m a D.C. native), and this child, whom look severely mentally handicapped (back in the 70&#8217;s were deemed mentally retarded) in a wheel chair  being pushed by a  woman. We were near the Washington Monument, museums, etc. Some of my class mates were laughing at him, making fun of him. I remember feeling such sadness that his had occurred. I need to get the book Feel Better in Five Minutes: An Empowering Guide to Gain Control Over Your Emotions. My emotions are all over the place. My mood, my sanity is up and down and every where. Also, I was told I&#8217;m physic and like my mother, God rest her soul, get the feelings and knowing, the dreams.</p>
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