From my birth, I avoid large crowds mostly because I pick up on people's energies without wanting it, and I'm sickened of what they usually have to offer. Picture how many things people have in themselves, all lingering underneath in their essence. I suppose, I'm highly picky with the type of energy I prefer to reap. Ironic, because I attract them, and it's both useful and a nuisance at the same time, given my nature.
Disruption, grief, struggle, despair and fear is something I enjoy savouring, it's a preferred frequency for me (low vibrational), while overly lively and loud people are just draining for my psyché, even if they are close ones. I clearly take these energies uninentionally, but it simply doesn't do me any good, it flips my inner stability upside down, which annoys me. Like when you eat something very bad that your stomach can't take in.
But I am not alone when it's 'feeding time', so to speak. I have countless entities clinging to me that I carry with myself for ages reaching far beyond this life; they don't cause trouble to me in any way, we live in harmony. I see them as a part of my beloved 'swarm of souls'; I move, I 'lure' people in unintentionally, and they just go to feed, because they're just sticking to my energy.
I have fellow practicioner friends who have to repeatedly cleanse and do rituals to get them off of themselves whenever they interact with me, because closing them out is not always an option after a direct communication, and some of them are very old. I won't command them around nor banish them either, I'm quite proud of them, actually. I pamper a quite maternal feeling towards them. There are only a handful of people they avoid to feed on, for good reasons.
Still, my favourite type of energy is coming from natural forces like thunderstorms, windstorms, extreme conditions, disasters or the aftershock of nature's destruction. Nothing can beat them for me.
