I am a lot. And I mean that in the best possible way.
I’m loud. I’m blunt. I’m weird. I get ridiculously excited about things. I laugh and talk too loud. I ask a million questions. I say what’s on my mind. I feel deeply, care deeply, and love deeply. I want to experience everything I possibly can, and I want people in my life who actually want to experience it with me.
I’m the person who will bend over backwards for someone without them ever having to ask. If you’re trying to do something meaningful for someone you love, tell me, how can I help? If you’re frustrated, stressed, overwhelmed, or just need to get something out of your head, talk it through with me. I understand needing to get it out without trying to fix it. Sometimes I just want to be beside you while you figure it out.
I want that same kind of presence in the people I keep close. Tell me what you’re thinking. Tell me when something matters to you. Be excited with me. Challenge me. Call me on my shit. Let me do the same for you. Let’s make each other’s lives bigger, not smaller.
I want adventure and ridiculousness and conversations that accidentally last for hours. I want random plans and quiet nights. I want to laugh until I can’t breathe and be able to sit in complete silence without needing to fill it. I want people who are willing to say fuck it, let’s go, even when we don’t know exactly where we’re going.
And none of that means I won’t grow. I want to be challenged. I want to learn. I want people around me who make me think differently and help me become more of myself.
But I’m keeping the weirdness. The bluntness. The loudness. The curiosity. The intensity. The part of me that gives a shit, probably more than necessary. The part that wants to help. The part that wants to know everything about everything. The part that wants to squeeze as much life as possible out of however much of it I get.
I am a lot.
And that’s exactly how I intend to live.
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