You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.

I admire your flaw; to me you are real; your sadness; your depression; your vulnerability; you lay bare and naked in front of me; I thought about it and I am ready to accept you as who you are; because to me ultimately the question would be after all that do we still want to be together; this is not about what can we do for each other; it is a matter of whether we want to do it for each other; I thought about it.