There may be times that I struggle to accept and internally integrate your love for me. In my life, love has often been the close companion of betrayal; the best friend of the insanity of push and pull. Intermittent reinforcement leaves one unstable, reaching but unable to find purchase, wanting.
I say none of this to give you responsibility, these are my ghosts. Mostly I want you to know that I’m working on that hollow, suspicious space and ask for your occasional patience.
Much love,
Me
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