The mortifying ordeal of being a Kim/Harry and Fitzier fan and telling on yourself with narratives about constructed self/protecting the secret underbelly of your true self as well as being seen and understood at the lowest and most wrecked point of your life and yet, somehow, still being found worthy of love and affection.
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