Too, t-o-o, the worst word in the English language.

Too tall,

too short,

too fat,

too skinny.

 

The young lives in this world are exposed to too much “too”.

We are too childish,

too lazy,

too young to understand

but too old not to know.

 

Because of this word, there are girls who look in the mirror and call themselves, “too”.

Too fat,

too tall,

too pale,

too short.

 

Eyes too far apart,

lips too small,

nose too big,

eyebrows too bushy.

 

Because of this word, boys criticize girls for being “too”.

Saying we’re too dramatic,

too difficult,

too confusing.

 

Our hair is either too long or too short, we either wear too much or too little,

whether is be our clothes, makeup, or perfume.

Because of this word, women wake up everyday to try too hard to not be too anything.

They work too hard to get rid of their too, but people still point them out.

 

Chest too big or too small, clothes too baggy or too tight, smile too wide or too fake.

Because of “too”, we are raising our daughters to have worry. In their hearts they carry the fear of what too they will be called today.

Too ugly?

Too quiet?

Too short?

I fear the day that my daughter will come home upset because she’s too something.

I fear the day when someone will break her heart because they think she’s too something.

 

I’m too fat,

too trusting,

too young, she’ll say.

I’ll comfort her the way I wish someone had comforted me when I was too.

You are so many wonderful things, but you are in no way too, I’ll tell her.

You are

young,

Wonderful,

intelligent,

beautiful,

caring,

and so much more, but definitely not too.

 

Someone once said we are too weird to live but too rare to die, but I call bull.

Nobody is too weird or too rare, for we are all our own. No one is too anything, we are so much more than that.

We are unique,

smart,

beautiful,

weird,

and rare.

 

We are not too.

We should not be defined as too anything, for we are enough.

We are everything we need to be.

 

Mothers should teach their daughters to forget about their too,

and instead to embrace their qualities of which society tries to monitor the quantity.

You cannot put a number on something that makes a person who they are, but men give women numbers based on their looks.

 

She’s a two, hair is too greasy, stomach is too big, wears too much makeup.

They will look at a beautiful human and belittle them because of too.

How can someone be too something when the same too is admirable on someone else?

 

Screw your too’s.

 

We need to embrace every piece of what makes people who they are.

 

If you judge a person based on their too, well, I have two words for you, but I’m afraid that those words are “too unladylike” for me to speak.