When your heart has been flooded with emotion and you really can’t take any more there is a tendency to hastily erect barriers against the deluge. The only problem here is that these temporary structures may soon become permanent fixtures in your emotional landscape.
How do I know? This has happened to me.
I did it to myself. I knew that I did it, but I forgot about them as time went by because I got used to them; they felt comfortable.
I guess it’s because of my experience in building my own barriers that I went into the bridge building industry. Now, I have tried building bridges. I have even destroyed some bridges. But the barriers around my own heart now have weeds entwining the decaying links.
There is a secret gate that I use every now and then to venture out into the world, but I have found myself scurrying back to the safety of my space. When people approach me I sometimes pretend that I’m not in, or that I don’t see them. This approach makes them give up and go away. I didn’t want anyone to have too easy access to me. When I did that before it really hurt.
However, I have called in the contractors and the barriers are coming down.
It may be a long job as the foundations have become entangled with the weeds, but it will get done.
... I see daylight.