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It’s funny to love someone so much that it hurts.
It’s funny how the most traumatic events that happen to you are always there behind a sometimes-impenetrable memory.
When you have something that you carry inside and never talk about, you don’t ever unleash it on a stranger. And since you’ve never talked about it, you don’t know even how to really frame your thoughts. You fear that your words will tumble out in a way that will only make things worse.
Thinking and dreaming of what happened is a far different experience than giving voice to events that haunt you. You cry when you tell someone something. You shake. You get sick. You seek comfort. When you don’t speak about it and just think it, you don’t fall apart.
Trust and stupidity are close friends. Of course, no one really knows that until it’s too late.
