I am very sensitive to emotions. I don’t mean that I collapse at every breeze of emotion, quite the contrary. I mean that when I enter a room, I am fully and quickly cognizant of the emotional state of everyone around me. I can’t block the knowledge. The most I can do is not care.
But mostly I do care, especially when anyone gives me cause. As such, my first instinct is always to mediate and uplift emotions. I try, using subtle verbal and non-verbal expressions, to calm people, to pacify them, to defuse them. With the same techniques I routinely attempt to make people feel better, about themselves, about their situation, about life in general. And, for the most part, I am very good at it. Around me breathes a cloud of positivity and relaxation.
Except that, with my presence, my looks, my words and reputation, I tend to frighten, excite and even intimidate people. So there is always a cross-current of emotion that I cannot control because it exists because of my presence. For this reason, usually the best approach I have toward people is simply to let them be, to avoid creating emotional turmoil by subtracting myself from the scene.