You made one anxious person feel a little less broken about wanting what they want.
But I confess that late one night, after a bad breakup, I watched your TED-style talk on shame (yes, I found it—yes, I took notes). And you said: “The opposite of shame isn’t pride. It’s honesty.” i have a confession to make valentina nappi
I’ve practiced these words a hundred times in front of a fogged-up mirror. Each time, they sound different. Sometimes like a prayer. Sometimes like a warning. Tonight, they sound like the truth. You made one anxious person feel a little
But I kept watching for something else.
And for that, I’m not sorry.
End.
I confess: I started watching you because of the obvious reasons—the confidence, the curves, the way you command a frame like a Renaissance painter’s muse who refuses to stay still. It’s honesty