Hostage of the Mind

I used to think that in order to love someone you must keep secrets, and

conceal your emotions, even from yourself.

I believed that vulnerability was a one-way road to pain and rejection. So I created an armour around me that even a bazooka and crate of grenades couldn't have penetrated.

I decided that I was hardwired to be alone and that there was nothing I could do about it.

This became my ultimate self-serving conviction."