“I’m always a little too much for people to handle. A little too sad or a little too overbearing or maybe even a little too annoying. I’m always too much. But I was always too little for the only person I ever really loved and that really screws me up inside. I was never enough.”
“If I’m not the one for you, tell me. Say it out loud. Even if I cry. Even if I beg you and wonder what I did wrong. Don’t give in. Don’t stay. If I’m not the one, be honest. Give me the truth even if I can’t handle it.”
