When being “too much” is actually trauma trying to keep you alive
They called me difficult. Intense. Too sensitive. Too angry. Too much.
For thirty years, I collected these labels like battle scars, believing something was fundamentally wrong with my wiring. I was the guy who felt everything at eleven. The one who couldn’t just “let things go.” The one wh…
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