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“Stop being dramatic.”
Oh… sure.
Let me just fold my chest in half and pretend it doesn’t hurt to breathe.
Let me swallow the world, smile through the smoke, and act like that’s normal.
Let me learn how to burn quietly enough that it doesn’t make you uncomfortable.

Every word I say, you twist it until it fits you.
Every feeling I feel, you erase it until it’s quiet enough for the room.
My chest is too loud.
My tears are too heavy.
My voice is too much.
So I guess I should just stop.
Stop asking for help.
Stop reaching for understanding.
Stop hoping that maybe this time, you’ll hear me before you dismiss me.

Stop being dramatic.
Stop.
Being.
Dramatic.
That’s what you say when I flinch, when I shake, when my breathing catches on itself.
Looking your way is dramatic.
Crying for help is dramatic.
Speaking when it’s inconvenient is dramatic.
Existing in the wrong tone of voice is dramatic.
Do you hear how cruel that sounds?
I’m not a scene.
I’m a heartbeat trying not to disappear.
I’m a person trying to exist without being punished for feeling too much.

I’m dramatic because I feel everything deeply, even when I wish I didn’t.
I’m dramatic because silence eats me alive when I keep it in too long.
I’m dramatic because I survive what you refuse to see.

Because I still reach for you, even after you’ve looked away.
I remember every joke you used to cut my truth in half.
Every time you laughed when I tried to explain.
I’m not trying to be loud.
I’m trying not to vanish.

You think I’m performing.
You think I want attention.
No.
I just want someone to notice I’m bleeding before I start apologizing for the mess.
You call it overreacting because you can’t stand the reflection of your own indifference.
You want me quiet so you don’t have to hear what you did.
Fine.
But silence doesn’t mean safe.
Silence just means you win.

Stop being dramatic.
Stop telling me what’s real and what’s allowed to hurt.
Stop deciding which parts of me are too much to love.
Stop calling it overreaction when I’m just reacting at all.
You call it noise, but this is me breathing.
You call it a scene, but this is me begging.
You call it drama, but this is me trying to exist without needing permission to exist.

And when the echoes fade, I’ll still be here.
Small, shaking, but still here.
You can call it drama.
I call it surviving.
I call it reaching for light in a room that keeps calling it fire.
I call it living in color while the world demands grayscale.
I call it feeling—because feeling is the only proof I’m still alive.

“Stop being dramatic.”
Yeah, I’ll get right on that.
Right after I stop being me

"Stop Being Dramatic"

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