The “TOO MUCH WOMAN”
I found this quote about the “too much” woman and I fell in love with it! I am posting itÂ here because I believe that it resonates with MANY women in the world and I want to keep it in a place that I could return to it when I need a reminder to be who I am, all of me, as often as I can. – Brittany
“There she is. . . the âtoo muchâ woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.
There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.
There she is causing a ruckus with her persistent wanting, too much wanting. She desires a lot, wants everythingâtoo much happiness, too much alone time, too much pleasure. Sheâll go through brimstone, murky river, and hellfire to get it. Sheâll risk all to quell the longings of her heart and body. This makes her dangerous.
She is dangerous.
And there she goes, that âtoo muchâ woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking sheâs hot shit.
Oh, that âtoo muchâ woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needyâtoo much.
She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches. Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her. Here I am. . . the Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.
A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lotâjustice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.
Iâve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. Iâve been called selfish because I am self-loving. Iâve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.
And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.
Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuriesâwe are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. Weâve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for eonsâin our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.
And still. . . she thrives.
In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that sheâs finally, finally getting some airtime.
If youâve ever been called âtoo much,â or âoverly emotional,â or âbitchy,â or âstuck up,â you are likely a Too Much Woman.
And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you areâall of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.
Forget everything youâve heardâyour too much-ness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.
Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too much-ness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.
So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel.Be.
Make your waves, fan your flames, give us chills.
Please, rise. We need you.”