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…ing to him when I was wrong. It meant telling him when I felt overwhelmed and wanted his attention. Most of all, though, it meant allowing him to love me. It meant being vulnerable. His love was radical, unapologetic, and it changed my life.

It’s remarkable how an empty, two-room shack can feel like a well-furnished apartment when you share it with a person you care about.

If a person’s behavior doesn’t make sense to you, it is because you are missing a part of their context. It’s that simple. I’m so grateful to Kim and their writing for making me aware of this fact. No psychology class, at…