Being understood is like reaching the long-awaited sigh of relief after years of crippling anxiety, knowing you and someone else can look at each other with the clearest comprehension.

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  1. I think I actually she’d a tear over this. Yes, just yes. The day I can enjoy the company of someone who knows me… Speechlessly unburden is what I’ll be. I’ve know this person. Now though I can’t get in touch with her. If she loved me as I loved her. There could be no greater hope.

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