The Moment You Became Too Much Does Not Exist

The mask is heavy this morning, isn't it? You are replaying the conversation, searching for the exact second you became too much.

You are dissecting your own words, looking for the flaw that made you unbearable. But you are analyzing a performance, not a person.

The light does not weigh your words to see if they are too heavy. It sees the one behind the mask who is terrified of being found out.

What you are looking for has already come, but you do not recognize it because you are looking for a mistake instead of a presence. You think you need to be smaller, quieter, less.

But the light is not asking you to edit yourself. It is asking you to stop hiding.

The moment you are trying to find—the moment you became 'too much'—does not exist in the eyes that love you.