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the truth is, I'm a bundle of memories and feelings and joys and hurts and there is a lot of healing that is yet to be done. parts of me remain unreconciled to each other--where there should be love and acceptance there is still self-rejection and denial, an unwillingness to face the unfaceable. let me be the first to say that I have a ways to go, but I need to know that you trust me, that you accept me as I am and that you are willing to help me get where I need to be--that you are willing to share courage with me when I'm afraid, extend grace when I am empty, and ultimately that you will be willing to truly love me, and in doing so, teach me how to love myself.