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I’m tough. The walls around my heart are so thick you need a bulldozer to break through. I don’t need you. I don’t want your hugs. I’m doing fine on my own.
What a scary place to be in. I used to be there. I used to wake up day after day with those messages written on my heart. They were all lies.
The truth?
I was a scared little girl inside of those walls begging for someone to help me. I was so desperate for someone to reach out to me, but at the same time I was too afraid to let them in. They would hurt me, just as everyone else in my life had. I couldn’t take the risk of letting one more person get close to my heart.
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You say things really good, it is a very scary place to. be in; almost hopless somtimes because itsi like a vicious circle, its scary to admit your hurt and vulnerable because if you admit it it, then you will probably just be hurt again, or people will use it against you. Why is it so hard to trust people?
This alone is scary enough because its really the most i have ever said about how i really think and feel but it feels somewhat safer since you can remain anonymous .