Read This If You Ever Feel Like You’re ‘Too Much’

I hope you never know what it feels like to be told that you’re too much:

too clingy,

too needy,

too intense.

I genuinely hope you never have to experience the devastating ache of being told that you care too much or that you’re too passionate about the things you love.

I hope the day never comes that the world suddenly make you ashamed of being who you are.

I hope you don’t start believing them.

You should never have to be ashamed of being clingy or showing the people you love that you care or that you miss them. If they find that annoying, cut them out of your life. You honestly don’t need people in your life who would make you feel bad about having such a kind and genuine heart. Showing someone you care is not a sign of weakness but rather a sign of strength.

If you took that aspect away from you, you would be taking away the most unique and beautiful thing about you. You are one of those people willing to go beyond this universe if it meant making the person that you loved happy. You love people with so much intensity and passion that not everybody deserves to know you.

You deserve someone who finds it attractive to have someone in their life who cares about everything and everyone with everything that they have got.

You deserve people in your life that are willing to meet you halfway through everything.

You deserve people who aren’t the cause of cutting your own wings, but rather making it possible for you to fly.

You aren’t responsible for being “too much” for anyone in this world.

You’re just too beautiful and extraordinary for your own kind to be ever understood by people like them.

Be yourself, darling, and continue to fly. 

I Am Slowly Learning To Find My Way

I am slowly learning to keep going and take small baby steps every day even when it feels like it isn’t going to account much.

It’s easy to be envious of the glamorous lives of those who seem to have it all and feel bitter about how much I am lacking in comparison. It’s easy to focus on what is going wrong and wallowing in my self-pity. It’s easy to give up and look for an escape route the minute I see sign of trouble. It’s easy to feel that I’m stuck in a rut and doing nothing to change my situation.

But slowly, I learn that I don’t have to resign to fate thinking that this is the best I can get. Neither do I have to resist what is happening and fighting futilely against reality.

All I can do is do my best every day of my life. I won’t live for the weekend and waste the rest of my days not truly living. I won’t get comfortable with the comfort zone and forget my ultimate dream.

I may be lost right now not knowing what is my next step but I will continue to find and see where and what my passion lies. I won’t give up thinking that this is all that there is to life. I will work hard knowing that I’m proud of what I do. I will continue to look for opportunities and hustle until I get there.

I am slowly learning to believe in myself even in the face of crippling self-doubt and difficult circumstances.

It’s true that life hasn’t been going well for the longest time. Instead of blaming the circumstances, everyone around me, and the universe that brings me to such a state, I’m going to examine carefully why it is so. I believe that while I cannot seek to control every aspect that happens to me, I can choose the way I react.

In a world that is constantly telling me I’m not enough, I’m slowly learning to hold onto faith. That I’m enough as flawed and imperfect I am. That I’m making a difference around me however small it is. That as long as I’m doing my best and I’m satisfied with what I have, it is enough.

There is no right way to live and no such thing as a correct path that I should be taking. Success varies with everyone and I should not be overly concerned with what others think of me. It’s more important to be doing what I think it’s right and to be myself instead of wanting to impress them. They are not I and vice versa.

I am slowly learning that it’s okay if I don’t feel my best right now because eventually, I will find my way.

I must confess that it’s getting harder each day and sometimes, I wish for an easier life. I wonder why things happened the way they did. I hope for good things to happen for me without going through all the struggles and hardship.

But whenever I think back to how far I have come, I seek comfort in my ability to strive under pressure, my optimism to see light in the darkest tunnel, and my resilience to keep going even when life seems unbearable.

I am not a stranger to failure and I have my fair share of rejection. I’m not talented and I don’t have any special skill. My life is not enviable and it’s far from being perfect.

I may not be many things but you know what, I’m a survivor and I know that I will be okay.