I care too much

I don’t know when it started, but I think I care too much about everything.

What people think. What they say. The way they look at me. Even the things they don’t say.

It’s like my brain is always analyzing every little detail, trying to figure out if I did something wrong.

Did I say something weird? Did I annoy them? Are they secretly mad at me?

And the worst part is… most of the time, I don’t even have proof. I just assume stuff. 

It’s exhausting being in your own head like this.

I wish I could just be one of those people who don’t overthink everything. The ones who say what they want, do what they want, and don’t replay conversations 100 times in their mind.

But that’s not me. At least not yet.

I care deeply. Maybe too deeply.

I care about my friends, about how people feel, about not hurting anyone. And I guess that’s not a bad thing… but sometimes it feels like it’s hurting me instead.

Because I end up putting everyone else’s feelings before mine.

I stay quiet when I shouldn’t. I apologize even when it’s not my fault. I over-explain just so no one misunderstands me.

And honestly? I’m tired of it.

I don’t want to stop caring. I just want to care in a way that doesn’t destroy me.

Maybe that means setting boundaries. Maybe that means letting people misunderstand me sometimes. Maybe that means accepting that not everyone will like me.

I don’t have it all figured out.

But I’m learning that caring too much shouldn’t mean losing yourself.

And maybe… just maybe… I deserve the same care I give to everyone else.