not ready. That would make me extremely sad, but I’d
 
 understand. If you want to try this, then I want you to know
 
 that I’m not going to change my mind about who I am. I’m not
 
 going to change my mind about you. I would never walk out
 
 on you. I would never leave you. I’d like to get to know you.
 
 I’d like to be there for you. I’d like to get the chance to be
 
 your best friend, to be the person you care for, and to care for
 
 you back. I really do care about you and believe in us, which is
 
 why I want to know what you think. I want to respect that. If
 
 you need time to think, that’s okay too. If you need time to
 
 learn how to trust, I understand. I know things happened really
 
 fast, and maybe that scared you too. But I’m not going to run.
 
 If things didn’t work out, then I think that we’d do the proper
 
 thing and talk it out until we decided it wasn’t working for us
 
 anymore. Isn’t that what people do when they care about each
 
 other? If you feel it, then please don’t let someone else ruin
 
 that and make you unhappy.”
 
 Everything Steph just said makes me feel so unworthy
 
 and underserving of her understanding and kindness. When I
 
 stepped back to think, I just thought about how everything
 
 could go wrong. I didn’t think that she’d come here today and
 
 tell me that she’d give me time. That she’d be there. That she
 
 wouldn’t walk away from me. That she’d actually get how
 
 disabling fear can be. I’ve been crippled by that pain in the
 
 past. It’s destroyed a lot of good things for me.
 
 I can’t let it destroy this. That would be even more
 
 painful.
 
 And stupid.
 
 How can I match people up for a living, how can I care
 
 about them finding real happiness, when I’m so desperately