Feelings I had for my classmate were obviously one-sided (pretty sure of it), so I made a reasonable decision to never confess to not make things awkward. In a few years since we graduated I finally moved on, although I never loved anyone this much since.
Yet all this time I had a desire to tell her about them. I would definitely want to know if someone loved me this much ever. Would she? I don’t know. I don’t even know if she is in a relationship right now or not.
I would really want to cite some scientific study that “Over 80% of girls have their self-confidence lifted after being told they were secretly admired (p<0.05)”, but can’t find one.
You? No. My father? yes.
The fact that you think I’m assuming things about your life shows that you’re reacting defensively instead of maturely considering what’s being presented to you.
I am reacting defensively, you attacked OP by pretending to know their mind and confidently asserting you know they are wrong when you can’t possibly know that. It’s a pretty shitty thing to do and it’d be wrong of me not to point that out.
Here’s one for you: you don’t actually love your father, it’s stockholm syndrome. How do I know? It happened to me, therefore it must also be your experience.
Does that feel good?