More often than not, people fall for the person who they say “fixed” them or the person who “put the pieces back together”. The first person who showed up to their doorstep when they were wallowing in heartache. Like all they want is to be saved. Like all they need is to be saved.
I was happy then, as I am now. I’ve been running on dirt for so long. So I want to tell you, all of you, that I don’t need fixing. I never needed any fixing. I’m not some puzzle that you have to figure out. I don’t need you to put me back together — I was never broken in the first place. I can manage myself, thank you.
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