I don't really consider myself intensely sensitive as described in your original post Keesha, but I am very empathetic and compassionate when it comes to others, whether people or animals. Since I was a child, I reacted more when seeing someone else who was suffering or sad, or someone who was happy about something, more than the average child. In grade school I defended kids who were picked on because I felt sorry for them I spoke out, but I was not very assertive myself or aggressive, so only when I felt it was time to say something did I actually speak out.
I remember before I was old enough to go to school, sitting home with my mother watching the show "Queen for a Day", sure enough even at that young age, I would get teary feeling happy or sorry for the contestant in that show. Same with the show The Millionaire with 'Michael Anthony', helping in an anonymous way those who suffered misfortune and turned their lives around. My mother couldn't understand why I'd be so emotional over the suffering or joy of other people, whether real life characters or not. She was herself a very kind and caring person, but wasn't as visibly emotional as I was.
Even to this day, I need a tissue handy even when watching a game show, if someone wins I'm very happy for them, if there's a commercial for abused and suffering animals, I have to react and that's often holding back a tear. If someone confides in me a loss of theirs or a difficulty they're going through, it's as if I am very close to them, even if they are a stranger. A lady at the dog park who I saw often and talked to about her beautiful dogs, was sad one day minus one dog, she had just lost one of her furbabies and started to cry when I asked. I soon was hugging her and comforting her, with tears in my own eyes. I felt connected to her and she appreciated my sincere concern.
Recently I went to the vets and saw a man running through the parking lot with a limp puppy under his arm, just the sight of that upset me. After I was taken care of and was at the counter paying, I asked the receptionist how that puppy was, she said he was dead already when the man brought him in. When I got back home and told my husband, I became emotional about it, he was sad too to hear that happened to that pup.
My husband is a strong man too and not a big crier, but he does feel for other people and animals greatly. He doesn't mock me when I cry for someone who is a loser or winner in a TV show, but loves me for who I am and we do share that empathy for others. With him, if it's a happy thing like a win, he'll just feel happy for the person...with me, a few emotional tears will flow either way.
I'm okay with who I am, I feel it's always been part of my personality and not a bad thing at all...as long as there's always a tissue in my pocket. :sentimental: