I know you are. [ she can feel his sincerity. among other things. complicated indeed. ] ...and so am I.
But you have to understand where I'm coming from. It's not the films. Yes, I'm mad about some of the things whoever put them together decided to feature [ like that unfortunate kiss, of which sam is currently on her bad side for daring to bring up ], but that's not your fault. You didn't make them, and I can't fault you for having seen them and some of the less unfavorable moments of my life so far.
[ even though she wishes he and everyone else who's seen star wars hadn't. leia fought tooth and nail to keep some of those things out of the news feeds, and others were private moments that the eyes of others were never meant to see. who wouldn't be upset about that? ]
A life I lived not knowing I was Vader's daughter or Luke's sister, because I was lied to. Lied to in order to protect me from the truth. A truth I was only informed of at the very last possible moment.
[ when luke was convinced he would perish and the task of restoring the jedi order would've been left to her. ]