The Good Kid Power — For the Ones Who Loved Too Hard

There’s a certain kind of soul that was born to feel everything.

We were the good kids — the ones who sat quietly while the world screamed,

the ones who noticed the sadness in someone’s eyes even when they smiled.

We didn’t know it back then, but we were healers long before we knew the word.

We were the kids who tried to fix broken things — people, hearts, homes, entire generations —

believing that if we could just love them enough, they’d stay.

If we could make them happy, maybe they’d finally see us.

Maybe we’d finally be enough.

But that’s where it broke us.

Because the truth is, the more we tried to save others,

the more we forgot to save ourselves.

We took on pain that wasn’t ours.

We carried guilt like it was a family heirloom.

We said “it’s okay” when it wasn’t.

We forgave people who never said sorry,

and we called that love.

We kept trying to prove our worth through loyalty —

staying where we weren’t met,

watering deserts hoping they’d turn to gardens.

And every time we were left empty,

we blamed ourselves for not being enough.

But here’s the truth no one told us:

We were never meant to fix them.

We were meant to remember ourselves.

Our love was never the problem — it was the lesson.

A mirror showing us how powerful, how sacred, how divine our hearts truly are.

That’s why hypersensitive people love so hard.

We feel at the frequency of the soul.

We don’t just see what’s broken — we see the light trapped underneath it.

We want to set it free,

not realizing that sometimes, the only light that needs freeing

is our own.

The “good kid” inside of us is still waiting —

not for someone to choose us,

but for us to finally choose them.

So today, I honor that version of me.

The one who kept loving even when it hurt.

The one who believed that kindness could heal cruelty.

The one who refused to let the darkness change their heart.

I don’t want to be hard anymore.

I want to be real.

Soft, but wise.

Loving, but guarded by truth.

I want to love myself the way I always wanted others to love me.

Because that is where the good kid finally becomes powerful —

when she stops begging for love

and remembers she is love.

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Affirmation

“I am not too sensitive — I am deeply awake.

My love is not weakness; it is my superpower.

I choose me, fully, loudly, and without apology.”