Someone asked me if I am happy. Wow. What a loaded question!
I’ve spent most of my life guarded by a self built wall. I had to, in order to protect myself.
Except, while it did keep a lot of things from getting in hurting me any further, it kept everything out – including happiness.
That wall caused me to shut down. I truly thought it was the only way to live. But I was wrong. It’s not the way to live at all. Being isolated and shut down is no life.
I have a lot to give. Not just to others, but to myself as well.
I can’t do that though while surrounded by what, at one time, was my protection. Now, it has become a self-imposed prison.
It’s time to take it down and let myself out. But more importantly, to let something in.
Happiness. I want to be happy.
Her Complex Musings 