But truth be told — for much of my life, I was told I was “too much.”  

Too intense. Too emotional. Too fast. Too strange.  

I tried to tone it down. To be “normal.”  

To follow the unwritten handbook on how to be human.

 

And it hurt.  

Because when you’re not being yourself, even connection feels hollow.

 

In recent years, I’ve started showing up more fully.  

I’ve learned that my “too much” is my **power**.  

That what makes me different is what makes me *matter*.  

When I stop hiding, I connect with the right people.  

When I’m real, I make real impact.  

And when I’m true to myself — I feel alive.

 

Living my best life means understanding who I am and what I need.  

Caring for myself — so I can care for others.  

Making conscious choices, again and again, about what deserves my time.  

Because time is finite.  

There are more problems than I can solve in one lifetime.  

So I try to focus. On one thing at a time.  

Driven by love, justice, and the urge to make a difference.

 

I believe the real value of a life lies in what we can mean to others.  

That’s what gives life depth, purpose, and direction.