You say you want the truth.

But can you handle it when it’s messy, intense, and unwilling to play nice?

I always feel like I’m holding back.

Like I’m putting a filter between me and you. Not because I want to.

Because I’m afraid.

Afraid that if I let it all out—the full, uncut version of what’s happening in my brain—you’ll run. You’ll unsubscribe. You’ll whisper to someone else, “That guy…he’s a bit much.”

Too intense. Too obsessive. Too honest.

People have u…