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.
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?