The person you meet in public is not always the person who exists behind closed doors. & that truth will fuck you up if you don’t learn it early. Because we are all so desperate to believe what we see... the smile, the charm, the trauma story, the welcoming personality, the vulnerability, the kind that's offered just enough to feel real but not enough to be accountable. We meet people in safe lighting. Controlled environments. Curated versions of who they want to be perceived
