You've given more than your share, more effort, more patience, more proof that you deserve to be chosen. Somewhere along the way, you learned that love is something you have to work for, that being enough means doing enough, that struggle and love are somehow the same thing.
I want you to know: love was never supposed to require proof. The right love doesn't need you to overextend yourself to be real. You are not too much when you simply exist, you were only made to feel that way by people who couldn't meet you where you were.
You don't have to earn what was always meant to be freely given.
You are worthy of love simply for existing, not for everything you do to deserve it.