What the hell…Chilly’s little spot on lit

I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
 
I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
Probably a lot of women feel this way, and that's a sad price to pay for success that others can't handle. :confused:

I see all of what you've listed as positive things for an independent strong woman! And never doubt that! :heart:
And as for too loud.....is there such a thing during sex? :D;)
 
I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
You're not too much. I'm not too much. We're not too complicated, and your feelings and thoughts matter. It's taken me a long time to figure this out and I still have to remind myself daily because it's always been easy to just bury it and act like it's all good. Keep being your beautiful self! 😘
 
I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
“Too much”, particularly regarding personality, is a description that can either be self-applied, or given by someone(s) more gifted at judging others than by acceptance.
Your question implies introspection. Introspection implies thoughtfulness, humbleness and worry. People with those traits are never “too much”.


I’m a terrible advice giver.

But if someone has put that on you as a criticism of you, then that person is limited and can’t see your light. Fuck them, him or her.

If you did it to yourself, I hope you stop.
Asking if you are “too much” answers your question. You are the only you. Twirl away.
 
I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
You're not too much. I'm not too much. We're not too complicated, and your feelings and thoughts matter. It's taken me a long time to figure this out and I still have to remind myself daily because it's always been easy to just bury it and act like it's all good. Keep being your beautiful self! 😘
I think you both suffer from this. (And I think girl can also be replaced with boy.)

https://i.ibb.co/4TJmjxz/good-girl-syndrome.jpg
 
I think you both suffer from this. (And I think girl can also be replaced with boy.)

https://i.ibb.co/4TJmjxz/good-girl-syndrome.jpg
I don't think that accurately describes me, I'm pretty assertive, but caregiving is a major part of my professional life along with being spouse and mom, so it's natural for me to put everyone else first and not prioritize my own feelings on things. I appreciate this perspective though.
 
I can’t help but wonder how many women feel like they’re too much. Or are told they’re too much. Or treated like they’re too much.

A couple months ago I told someone that I’m a once in a lifetime. I’m loyal as fuck. I love hard. I’m too loud and I talk too much. I know I’m a lot to handle but I’m worth it.
So when I wrote this I wasn’t thinking oh poor me or anything like that. Just thoughts about society, how girls are raised, expectations on women and more specifically relationship roles…toxic relationships. But I really am enjoying everyone’s input. Thank you!
 
So when I wrote this I wasn’t thinking oh poor me or anything like that. Just thoughts about society, how girls are raised, expectations on women and more specifically relationship roles…toxic relationships. But I really am enjoying everyone’s input. Thank you!
I've raised two girls, one still living at home, and it's not easy when society works against you. I've alway tried to tell them that they have the same rights as anybody else and then they come home steaming mad on how they have been treated just because they are girls.
My oldest is in a relation and has recently moved out and in together with him. He seems like a great guy and I hope our (me and mrs cogan) words on how to be an independent in a relation has sunken in.

I didn't read it like "poor you". But I ment what I said! :)
 
"Too much"... is the same as saying "not enough". Or the "fault isn't yours". They are words said to make them feel better. Not you.

Grief is hard. There is no time limit to this. All one can do is the next right thing. And have faith..***** will get better
 
They are magnificent at that distance. But I once passed a mother with my brakes locked, and it was so close that I could reach out and pull her tail as(s) I passed. :oops: Her kid ran behind my car. We all survived but it was close that time.
Yeah I’ve walked out of the house before and nearly walked into one…
 
Yeah I’ve walked out of the house before and nearly walked into one…
They are huge when you meet them up close!
I remember my first encounter with a moose in traffic. My father was driving on a normal country road when all of a sudden the road was filled with a moose. He was fully crowned (I don't know if you say so about big horns) and his front leg was at one side of the road and his back leg was at the opposite side. I was stunned and amazed at the same time by this enormous animal.
 
My old house had a 4 foot fence in the front and every winter a cow would bring her calves and they’d jump the fence and sleep under the crab apple tree. Sometimes I’d toss carrots and cabbage out to them. Then mama started getting bold and climbing onto the back deck and stare into the kitchen 😂 She was not happy when we replaced the fence and made it 6 feet tall!
 
My old house had a 4 foot fence in the front and every winter a cow would bring her calves and they’d jump the fence and sleep under the crab apple tree. Sometimes I’d toss carrots and cabbage out to them. Then mama started getting bold and climbing onto the back deck and stare into the kitchen 😂 She was not happy when we replaced the fence and made it 6 feet tall!
That's what you'll get for being kind!
Not thanks, but more please! I'll eat you out of your house! :ROFLMAO:
 
My old house had a 4 foot fence in the front and every winter a cow would bring her calves and they’d jump the fence and sleep under the crab apple tree. Sometimes I’d toss carrots and cabbage out to them. Then mama started getting bold and climbing onto the back deck and stare into the kitchen 😂 She was not happy when we replaced the fence and made it 6 feet jump the fence and sleep under the crab apple tree. Sometimes I’d toss carrots and cabbage out to them. Then mama started getting bold and climbing onto the back deck and stare into the kitchen 😂 She was not happy when we replaced the fence and made it 6
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Another more fun than scary incident took place in the summer for about 35 years ago. I was the designated driver to and from a party. On the way home we stopped at a red light in the center of the town were I live. It was just me and my friend left in the car. As we waited a flock of deers walked over the pedestrian crossing, green light and all. We looked at each other and my friend drunk as.....well very drunk said "You saw them as well?" I just nodded.
They passed and we got a green light and went on. At the next red light there was a police car and when I stopped my drunk friend rolled down the side window, leaned out, banged on their side window and yelled "There are several deers running around in the center of the town! Could you do something?" The policeman rolled down his window and got his face filled with the breath of a drunk man. "Oh yes" he said. "Of course we could do something. We will get the whole force to search for them" He smiled, rolled the window up again and went away when the light was green.
My friend turned to me and said disappointed " I don't think he believed me......" :ROFLMAO: :ROFLMAO:
 
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