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The way you love me might just be the worst kind of affection one could give. Your love and respect are only there when I'm winning, when I can do something for you. I wish you'd love me even when I can't do anything, when I'm defeated.
Is this really what I deserve? With all the efforts I've made for you, the life I've built, you never want to trust me? Never accept that my worth is beyond my achievements, that I deserve admiration and love just for being me?
I'm tired of this endless race. Tired of waking up every day thinking I must do something to please you, that if I slip once, your faith in me crumbles. Maybe there's no real faith behind your fake love, maybe you just pretend to love this successful man!
I wish when I fall, you wouldn't turn away. I don't even need you to hold my hand, just look at me. 3 replies
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