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TIFU by telling my girlfriend that her compliments were probably because she didn't want to make me feel bad

I(22M) have a girlfriend (20F) that loves me so much. I have self esteem issues and I felt like I don't deserve her compliments. So I tried finding explanations for why she's complimenting me like that. I shouldn't have doubted her at all, I'm such an idiot. This is my first relationship and I don't know what to say and what could hurt her, and I'm a stupid person in general.

I told her that sometimes I feel like her compliments are because she feels that I shouldn't feel uncomfortable.

She felt very bad and started crying. She kept asking me if I believe her love is genuine or not. I'm such a fkin idiot. I didn't know what to say. I didn't think of it that way when I told her that, but after she said it, the implications were clear.

But, I felt that if she didn't genuinely love me so much she wouldn't have cried and reacted the way she did. I told her this. She seems to have gotten better now but I feel so terrible for making her go through such trauma.

I fked up big time. I didn't anticipate it would have such an effect on her (ofc I didn't, I'm a fkin idiot). I really hope there's some way I can make it up to her.

TL;DR I told my gf that her compliments are probably because she doesn't want me to feel bad. She now feels terrible about it and is questioning if I think her love is genuine or not. I hope there's a way to make it up to her.

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