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How hard is it to admit that you’ve got feelings? That you care about someone? How hard is it to tell someone how you feel about them? Why are we afraid to lay all it all out in the open? Maybe it’s because we’re afraid to show someone yourself in your weakest state ever? Why do we care about what others think about us? Why do we keep on repeating our mistakes? Why do we allow others to have a hold over us? Why do we give them the power that makes us nothing more than puppets in their hands?