To the Woman Who Was Told She Was Too Much

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You were always the deep one.
The loud one.
The one who felt too hard, asked too many questions, cried too easily, cared too deeply.

 

They called you dramatic.
Sensitive.
Rebellious.
Overbearing.

 

So you learned to edit yourself.
To lower the volume.
To hide your joy, your anger, your fire, your need.

 

And somewhere along the way,
you forgot that being whole was never the problem.
Only being witnessed by people too small to hold you.

 

This place is not too small for you.

 

You are not “too much.”
You are multitudes.
And you don’t have to shrink anymore.

 

Here, your emotions are sacred.
Your voice is welcome.
Your truth is not inconvenient.

 

We want the whole of you.
The softness, the storm, the sacred rage, the belly laugh, the grief you’ve been swallowing for years.

 

Come as you are.
We’ll hold all of it.
We’ve been waiting for you.