Indigo People

This needs to be done, and we (I am an indigo as well.) need to be heard. Desperately. I know I am not alone in the fact that I am sick of being glared at like I'm a friggin alien, and being asked idiotic questions about things that seem completely obvious to me, and having to work up a sweat just translating my thoughts into English. Not to mention the editing and making (often futile) attempts to control myself.
Now, to the point. This particular blog is for my fellow indigos, and I will be coming back to us at a later time. Anyway, for those of you who aren't indigos (and yea, if you're not an indigo you NEED to read this) and don't know what the hell I'm talking about, an indigo (and I will explain what crystal, star, and rainbow people are when I get to them, just a heads-up) is a person born with a biological connection to their spirituality. The thing that makes us tick as human beings (or not human, a lot of animals are spiritually sensetive, just saying) is our souls, even if sceptics and scientists deny it. Many of us are so far from being connected with ourselves if you look into the eyes it's like the lights're on but nobody's home. Extremely creepy, I shudder at the thought. Others claim to be up-high when it comes to that, (priests, anyone?) but have the same eery look in their dead eyes. When I say spiritually sensetive, I mean truely spiritually sensetive.
For example, I know someone (you should see her blog, here's the link: http://www.thecruxbycobvious.blogspot.com/) who asked a priest, "Have you noticed the closer you get to God, the dirtier you feel?" and he had said, "That might happen with someone who hadn't grown up in a church." Ok, I won't "preach" to you, but if you're really close to God you instinctively compare yourself to him, wether you grew up in a church or not. That will just make you feel like shit on a stick roasted in the summer sun in Texas. That not even being the point, how could a priest be so...numb, if he was supposed to be the closest to God in the whole church? Point made. (If you didn't get it, you need to check your I.Q. and make sure it's a triple digit and not a double.) By the way, I'm not trying to undermine anyone, I'm just trying to make a point.
Many indigos are actually very intelligent, and or creative. But that is not the case 100% of the time, it's just more likely among indigos than...normal people. Technically there is only one true defining thing that sets us apart from the general population, our sensetivity to spriritual (or otherwise) energies and or vibrations. I would know, I can always tell what mood someone is if they're in my immediate area. Almost taste it, even. (It's not a physical taste, I use the word loosely. But every energy and mood and genre has a different "flavor," which is one reason I can't seem to read anything but vampyre novels etc.) We can actually become physically or emotionally ill if the energies around us don't support us or if they simply disagree with us. It's almost like an allergy. (I will be using lots of medaphores and simales, they're the best way for me to communicate.)
We all do have electromagnetic fields and vibrations etc. but we just happen to be sensetive to them and almost feed off them in a way. So far as I've found, sadly, the only people who've been able to completely live off energy in any form got it from the sun. (that means major tanning) But, the sun has a positive feel, always. It's like if you ate a dessert that had just the right balance of sweetness and other flavor, unlike the "happy" energy you normally get from (happy) humans, which would be more like eating a Twinkie with black licorice all over it. Even normal people truely do need the energy from the sun, but you're just not in-tune to the flavor (or feel, if you prefer) of it.
Everyone's field has a different "life" color (or aura) and we're (obviously) sensetive to that as well. Many of us can tell who you really are just by making eye contact. So few people carry the indigo color it wasn't even considered an aura color until 1965. It is also believed that we all have something very important to do in this life, as does everyone else but often the ones who look like they're "not here" never fulfill that. We are also considered to have third-demensional old world energy, if that makes any sense. Which it probably doesn't, since I can barely understand what i just said myself...
Our social lives are very complicated and difficult, school being nearly impossible to deal with. It's hard enough for a normal person to deal with, but when you've got a thousand energies vibrating around you and so many emotions going through people you can't even pinpoint what's coming from who, it gets even more difficult to concentrate. We often have symptoms of ADD or ADHD (and are often diagnosed) when we aren't interested in something. Self-control is damn well near impossible. Most of us realize we're different (and have the feeling we're forgetting to do something important that doesn't involve school--big clue) fairly early (I was out of it until I'd turned 8, before that I was in a mental bubble, daydreaming 24/7--now I daydream most of the time, if I come "down to earth" for even a moment the pain is excruciating) and accept it. But learning to deal with other people takes longer. We are painfully good at empathy, and we always have compassion for anything living, but we have no tolerance for idiocy or patience for "younger" souls. In translation: don't tick one of us off, and if we have enough self-control to warn you before we're out of fuse take us seriously. Please, for your own good. I have lost friends thanks to that, they would just push me too far and I'd snap. (yea, I warned them not to push me) We can also use our brains to manipulate and decieve others to get what we want, and we often only show one side of ourselves. Acting "normal" re-gained me those lost friends, but the minute I even slightly show my true self it turns into yet another fight. We often have anger-management issues, and it can make our lives difficult in the extreme. More on that later, though.
No matter how great our physical lives may be, we're always writhing in pain inside. Self-control being nearly impossible, having a horrid temper, and absoloutely no patience or tolerance for idiocy, and attempting to figure out who, and what often times, we are makes life painful.