Everyone says I’m dramatic.
Too sensitive.
Too blunt.
Too negative.
But nobody talks about what it does to a person to be abandoned at 17 days old because she wasn’t a boy.
Nobody talks about what it does to grow up knowing you weren’t the “right” child.
To feel like your existence wasn’t enough from the very beginning.
I have faced more disappointment alone than most people will ever see.
I’ve learned how to cry without making a sound.
I’ve learned how to survive without being chosen.
I’ve learned how to hold myself together when no one stayed long enough to do it for me.
And yes… I dreamed of a wedding my whole life.
Of being chosen.
Of someone standing in front of the world and saying, “I pick her.”
But I was denied that too.
Imagine not being worthy enough at birth… and then feeling like you weren’t worthy enough for the one thing you romanticized your entire life.
That kind of rejection reshapes you.
So when you call me negative, understand this:
I’m not negative.
I just can’t sell dreams and hope to my own heart when all it has ever known is pain.
I can’t pretend fairytales exist for me when reality has always shown me something different.
I can’t fake optimism just to make other people comfortable.
When you call me dramatic, you’re seeing the weight of abandonment.
When you say I’m too sensitive, you’re looking at someone who was never handled gently.
When you say I’m too much, you’re talking to someone who spent her entire life feeling like she was never enough.
Yes, I question my worth.
Yes, I feel empty sometimes.
Yes, I crave love deeply.
But here’s what you don’t see:
I am still here.
I didn’t let abandonment erase me.
I didn’t let rejection silence me.
I didn’t let being denied destroy my ability to love.
I am not too much.
I am not negative.
I am a woman who survived being told she wasn’t enough — and is still choosing to believe she is.
And one day, the love I give so freely will meet me at the same depth.
Until then, I stand.
I heal.
I grow.
And I refuse to disappear#vulnerablemoment #embracevulnerability
Experiencing abandonment and rejection at such an early age can profoundly shape a person's emotional landscape. From my own observations and understanding, individuals who face these harsh realities often struggle with self-esteem and feelings of worthiness throughout their lives. However, many also develop a unique resilience, as shown in this deeply personal narrative. It is important to recognize that healing from abandonment is not linear. Moments of doubt, sensitivity, and questioning one's value are common, yet these feelings do not define the entirety of one's identity. Instead, embracing vulnerability, like sharing one’s story openly, can catalyze growth and self-acceptance. In therapy and support groups, many survivors report that reclaiming their voice—expressing their pain without apology—and setting healthy boundaries help rebuild their sense of self. They learn that being ‘too sensitive’ or ‘too much’ is often a reflection of their unmet needs rather than flaws. Moreover, creating meaningful connections with empathetic individuals can provide the affirmation and love that was previously missing. Small acts of kindness and consistent support can foster a new sense of belonging and worth. For those who have also struggled with feeling like they weren't the 'right' child or that their existence went unvalued, know that your story is valid and your emotions are justified. Healing is a journey of standing firm, growing, and choosing to love oneself despite the past. The hope is not in an unrealistic fairytale but in the honest daily commitment to nurture and accept oneself. This article serves as a powerful reminder: survival is an act of courage, and continued growth is a testament to inner strength.
