When you've been in a long distance relationship for a very long time, there's bound to be a few characteristics you develop gradually.
For some reasons, for some very unintentional reasons that is.
Things like being protective, of not anything else, but yourself. Even if that means protecting yourself against the vulnerable self, when you're in a relationship.
More so when a relationship is not there with you, all the time.
That balance you have to strike from time to time, for switching between emotionally depending on someone, and not being able to emotionally depend on anyone but yourself.
So then you train yourself to be strong when you've had enough of the emotional roller coaster rides. And eventually, it somehow didn't seem like training anymore - it just became a habit. A habit that you've unknowingly adapt to very well, over the years. You didn't feel that much about the little hurtful occasions anymore - the little arguments, the little fights, the little silent treatments. But that comes with a price to pay - you didn't see the hints of happy little things either. You seem to have learnt how to cushion yourself against the worst that could happen, in a lot of things. You seem to always want yourself to be more equipped, so when shit happens, you didn't need to hurt that much. Because you hated how vulnerable you were in the past, and how helpless you've felt, how you couldn't live past yourself to disappoint the people who care about you & had to worry for you. So much so that you promised yourself 'no more next time'.
But all these didn't lead to healthy thinking.
I know my shoulders surely do feel heavier than they did years ago.
Such emotional baggage.
I didn't realize that I had built so much of a wall around me.
And that I lack faith.
So what happens now?
