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I thought being loud meant I was leading. Really, I was just overwhelmed and calling it authority. It wasn’t a betrayal. It was a spill. And I was reacting like I was in a courtroom defending my life. That’s the part nobody teaches you— how fast your past shows up in your tone. Y

There was a time I thought being wanted meant I was valuable. If he stayed, I felt secure. If he touched me, I felt chosen. If he wanted me, I felt enough. So I called it chemistry. I called it connection. I even called it “basically committed.” We were not. I was giving pieces of m