i will always be the “you could’ve just told me” kind of person.
not because i enjoy pain, but because i’ve lived long enough to know that the truth, no matter how heavy, is still kinder than being misled. i would rather feel the sting of honesty than spend nights overthinking, replaying conversations, or wondering what i did wrong. i don’t need people to protect me with silence, mixed signals, or carefully crafted lies. i just need people to be real with me
no one talks about how hard it is to open up to someone about being sad for no reason. how hard it is to explain to your friends & family that you have a heavy feeling in your chest for no reason.
I’d rather cut you off completely than have to limit the way I talk with you. I’ve never been a half-hearted lover or friend, so that’s not something I’ll ever accept.