16. Upstate NY.


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It’s no secret that I have a hard time expressing my thought in words, but somehow you make it so much harder. “You’re you and I’m me” true. You’re you, you’re one of the few people I can completely be myself around and be extremely happy that way. I don’t have to try to impress you, me being me is enough for you and I love that. You’ve been there for me through a lot and continue to be there for me whilst I consciously fuck up. I can’t stay away as bad as I know that I need to and as hard as I try. I’m me, I’m the fixer. I have to fix everything even if it’s not really broken. The one thing I can’t seem to fix is myself. I know I need to figure things out but it’s just too hard. There are choices involved that I can’t make because they have outcomes that will inevitably hurt someone and I just can’t do that. Priorities also seem to be a problem for me. Is someone’s happiness more important than someone’s possible pain? Idk. 😔 What do I know? I know that I want to make everyone happy including myself, and I know that’s not possible.

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