Was I too much for them?

​I asked my therapist,
“Why do I always feel like I’m too much and not enough at the same time?”
​She said:
“Because you learned to shape-shift to survive. And now you don’t know who you are.”
​Then she looked at me and said:You were praised for being quiet.
For not asking questions.
For holding it together when everything inside you was falling apart.

You learned to shrink yourself in rooms just to keep the peace.
To laugh at things that hurt.
To say "I'm fine" so often it started to sound true.
You don't know who you are because no one ever gave you permission to be.
You only knew how to be good.
Pleasant.
Helpful.
Easy to love-on their terms.

You became a master at anticipating other people's needs,
but now you can't name your own.
That's why you flinch when someone raises their voice.

Why you overthink simple texts.
Why silence makes you spiral.
Not because you're fragile-
But because your body is still wired for danger.
You crave deep love but freeze when someone actually sees you.

You want rest, but your nervous system won't allow it.

You long to be known, but you've worn so many masks, your own reflection feels unfamiliar.
healing?

It's not pretty. It's not quick.
It's a sacred, uncomfortable return to the version of you that never got to exist.

Last updated on:2026-02-28T00:04:03+05:30