I’m scared that your opinion that I’m the “most amazing” person you’ve ever known and that I’m great in so many ways has been shattered and there’s no going back. That you see me for what I am, damaged, vain, selfish sometimes, insecure, imperfect. That by opening my heart my life and my head to you I am essentially destroying it all. Maybe I should be assured and comforted that you’re still around despite knowing all this. That you love me still.

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