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its the part about being present with someone about my own needs that is so fucking foggy and unclear for me. i can read you. i can ask you. i can learn to give you. but can i read me? ask me? give to me? if you make me i can. if you lead me to it i can. but ive got these walls up between myself… and myself? and you? that are thick and tall and wide and all sorts of dimensions. ive convinced myself that i am not important, that its you who matters. ive learned that as long as i can make things smooth for you that you’ll stay, you’ll be happy, so i’ll be happy. but i don’t want to do that anymore.
i want to be a person who knows what i desire and goes for it, who feels safe to say what i want and to ask for it, who knows i deserve what i have and that i matter. i want to feel my worth the way the people who love me say they do. i have really strong walls up.
This is so profound. Your words crossed into my own reality. Thank you, Femmily.
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iamkiam reblogged this from tealeggwarmers and added:
This is so profound. Your words crossed into my own reality. Thank you, Femmily.
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