I have always been so guarded with every aspect of myself. Just the prospect of being exposed and having someone see the rawest, most honest version of me has been painful and terrifying to think about. My earliest memories are associated with the desperate need to be accepted by everyone at any cost, by any means necessary. I worried that if I chose to expose my deepest secrets to the world, people might decide they didn’t like me anymore. Or they might laugh at me, make fun of me, talk about me, or draw their own conclusions about me. The

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