“Maybe my honesty was too much for you to handle. Maybe you couldn’t handle the fact your “perfect girl” wasn’t so perfect after all. She was stitched together with flaws that were sometimes bigger than her and tied together with strength and wisdom. She showed you her battle scars and spoke about places that were so dark and isolated it brought her to tears to even think about it. She reiterated stories of the monsters that tried to destroy her life. Her past was monstrous and it scared you.”