Somewhere along the way on my journey of life, I developed a belief that I was supposed to do life alone. I absorbed a belief system from the movies I watched, the television I consumed, and the people who were closest to me, that the strong person was the one who was a rugged individualist and needed no one. This kind of life protected me from hurt and loss because it kept people at arm’s length and made it impossible for anyone or anything to hurt me. You see, I believed the worst thing that could happen to me was to be hurt, and I wanted to avoid that at all costs. Since people will inevitably hurt you, I chose to let very few people in.
My approach to life worked into my mid-thirties, until it stopped working, and I entered a very dark period of my life where I realized that I had very few friends, I was emotionally drained, and most of the people in my life had become projects. I believe w ...Read more