I've been thinking a lot about what a twin‑flame really means after a conversation on my honeymoon that haunts me. My partner whispered that sometimes she feels like a prize rather than a person, that love can turn into a game of attraction and ego. Hearing that made me realize I have been running from the same feeling for six years. Every time I sensed a connection, my ego whispered that I wasn’t worthy, that I would end up being used or abandoned. So I slipped away, convinced that distance would protect me. Yet the memory of that night stayed with me, and I found myself keeping other person's number, staring at it, wondering if I should reach out. Fear of rejection holds me in place, even though the desire to speak feels physical. I see now that my obsession is not about other person as much as it is about my own story, the part of me that still wants validation from someone who once made me feel seen. I wonder if a twin flame would survive this fear, or if only way forward is to stop letting ego decide and be truly honest with myself.