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No, let go, see, be aware, admit, put that out see who is feeling the same ect…
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Sometimes it isn’t loneliness that scares you. It’s closeness. The idea of letting someone into your life again. Letting them learn your habits, your thoughts, your fears, your favorite songs, the way your voice changes when you’re upset, the things you never tell anyone else. Because once you’ve shared yourself deeply enough, you realize something uncomfortable: every person who gets close to you leaves with a piece of you. A memory. A secret. A version of yourself that can never be taken back. And after enough losses, enough disappointments, enough people who once felt permanent becoming strangers, you begin protecting yourself differently. You stop wanting to be known. Not because you have nothing to give. Because you’re tired of giving it away. You become attached to your solitude. To your routines. To the quiet comfort of belonging only to yourself. No explanations. No expectations. No fear of being misunderstood by someone who once knew you perfectly. And maybe people mistake that for coldness. But it isn’t. It’s exhaustion. The kind that appears after you’ve spent years opening doors inside yourself only to watch people walk away carrying pieces of what they found there. So now, when someone tries to get close, you hesitate. Not because you don’t like them. Because you know what intimacy costs. You know that every deep conversation creates attachment. Every confession creates vulnerability. Every shared moment gives another person the power to matter. And you’re no longer sure you want anyone to matter that much. There is something peaceful about belonging entirely to yourself. About keeping certain thoughts unspoken. Certain dreams untouched. Certain parts of your soul hidden from the world. Because no one can abandon a version of you they never had access to. No one can break what they never touched. And for a while, that feels safe. Maybe even freeing. But sometimes, in quiet moments, you realize there is sadness hidden inside that freedom too. Because humans are not meant to be islands forever. Part of us still wants to be understood. Still wants someone to know our favorite memories, our worst fears, the stories we pretend don’t affect us anymore. The problem isn’t that we don’t want connection. It’s that we remember what happened the last time we gave someone that much access. And maybe that’s why the heart becomes so protective. Not because it stopped feeling. Because it remembers. It remembers how painful it was to lose people who knew you completely. So now it keeps whispering: “Maybe it’s better if I belong only to myself.” And perhaps, for a while, it is. Because after spending so much time giving pieces of yourself away, there is something healing about finally choosing to keep yourself.
Sometimes it isn’t loneliness that scares you. It’s closeness. The idea of letting someone into your life again. Letting them learn your habits, your thoughts, your fears, your favorite songs, the way your voice changes when you’re upset, the things you never tell anyone else. Because once you’ve shared yourself deeply enough, you realize something uncomfortable: every person who gets close to you leaves with a piece of you. A memory. A secret. A version of yourself that can never be taken back. And after enough losses, enough disappointments, enough people who once felt permanent becoming strangers, you begin protecting yourself differently. You stop wanting to be known. Not because you have nothing to give. Because you’re tired of giving it away. You become attached to your solitude. To your routines. To the quiet comfort of belonging only to yourself. No explanations. No expectations. No fear of being misunderstood by someone who once knew you perfectly. And maybe people mistake that for coldness. But it isn’t. It’s exhaustion. The kind that appears after you’ve spent years opening doors inside yourself only to watch people walk away carrying pieces of what they found there. So now, when someone tries to get close, you hesitate. Not because you don’t like them. Because you know what intimacy costs. You know that every deep conversation creates attachment. Every confession creates vulnerability. Every shared moment gives another person the power to matter. And you’re no longer sure you want anyone to matter that much. There is something peaceful about belonging entirely to yourself. About keeping certain thoughts unspoken. Certain dreams untouched. Certain parts of your soul hidden from the world. Because no one can abandon a version of you they never had access to. No one can break what they never touched. And for a while, that feels safe. Maybe even freeing. But sometimes, in quiet moments, you realize there is sadness hidden inside that freedom too. Because humans are not meant to be islands forever. Part of us still wants to be understood. Still wants someone to know our favorite memories, our worst fears, the stories we pretend don’t affect us anymore. The problem isn’t that we don’t want connection. It’s that we remember what happened the last time we gave someone that much access. And maybe that’s why the heart becomes so protective. Not because it stopped feeling. Because it remembers. It remembers how painful it was to lose people who knew you completely. So now it keeps whispering: “Maybe it’s better if I belong only to myself.” And perhaps, for a while, it is. Because after spending so much time giving pieces of yourself away, there is something healing about finally choosing to keep yourself.

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