Accept me, lock, stock and barrel

I've been browsing through my blog archive and noticed the amount of unpublished post I have. Although I've always been one who has to speak my mind or never be able to sleep in peace, I've never found the courage to click the 'publish post' button at the bottom left corner of all these posts. Having expose it all does scare me.

But I do believe this unpublished posts, does explain me best as a person. The happy times, the sad times, all pend down without boundaries, hoping that one day in the future I'll be able to share everything. And of course there are those who understands me too well without even having to read what I've written or utter a single word.

These people has always allowed me to speak my mind, even at my worst and in spite of my ugliness inside, they still love, care, forgive and accept me. They take the time to share my joy and comfort me at my worst. These are the people that makes my world.

but What does it mean
to have people whom you hold closely
that only appreciates you at your best?