tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1626077798966181092.post8247952335235044173..comments2023-05-26T10:37:40.112-05:00Comments on The Reject of Gallifrey: Space for RentGallifreyRejecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12245614118895288885noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1626077798966181092.post-78437380059363828982009-10-29T12:28:49.402-05:002009-10-29T12:28:49.402-05:00Reading this, I may as well have been reading my o...Reading this, I may as well have been reading my own words, my own experiences, my own hurts. <br />It has taken me a very, very long time (I'm an old woman of 30 you know lol) to come to terms with the fact that the ones I used to think I was letting in, the ones that I allowed to cause me so much pain, were easier to deal with, than those that could really love me. <br />Why?<br />Well, because I know going in, if only subconsciously, that those unworthy WILL hurt me, it's only a matter of when. But I'm prepared for it. <br />Those that could love me are much more scary. They deliver promises of taking care of me, never hurting me, and I force myself not to believe it, regardless of their actions, because to believe it, to let them in, to trust that, would be opening my heart up to a potential hurt so great that I'm not sure my heart could take it. <br />So, after a while, I slated that I did not believe in love..that it did not exist... that even love at first sight was ridiculous.<br />unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, I was wrong..but that's another yammer for another day I suppose.<br /><br />I just wanted you to know that I do understand.Willow Rainehttp://www.weallshouldcare.comnoreply@blogger.com