It's not about you, it's about me.
As in:
Who am I when I am with you?
Do I still value the things I think I value, and am I living it?
Are you into other things that maybe I should get into?
Do I have anything interesting to say, when I am with you?
Do you understand me? Are you even trying? Am I comfortable enough to make you understand me?
It brings to mind the motto for 2002-2003, that is, "fake it 'till you make it."
I think.
I don't know.
I think maybe you have to pretend, like, "HEY! I am totally comfortable in this weird-o situation" until you get to a point where, presto, you are.
Maybe I shouldn't take dating tips from the Bachelor/Bachelorette.
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