I may act tough a lot of the time...but it's because for most of my life I didn't have a choice being anything but. You may think that things that you say to me...or about me...or things you do to me, don't hurt, but they do. I may not always show you, because I don't want to be perceived as weak or someone that cares about what you think, but in reality, no one wants to be looked down upon by other people.
I am not perfect, but I do my best to make the right choices. Notice that I didn't say your choices. Just the right choices. For me.
Love me anyway, or walk away. There is no need to tear me down. I am hard enough on myself...without your help.