Liikaa
That's what they say about her. "She's err- she's a handful, for sure." "She's a lot. Yeah." " She's too much ." She cries when she's having big emotions, she's a lot. She dances in the fresh snow and overshares on social media. She leaves notes to her neighbours and water out for the bumblebees in the summer. She likes to dress up even in her thirties, and sing karaoke even on her own, and pets every stray cat she sees. She gets too excited over christmas, and halloween, and fireworks. She's embarrassing. She asks directly for validation, and kindness, and sympathy. She's just too much. She gets anxious over things far away, like the climate, and the war. She reinvents herself over and over, constantly being told her genuine self is not enough - and still, she's too much. If I'm too much I wish you all the best in finding less.