“Look into that heart of darkness and refuse to yield to its paralyzing influence.” ~ Helen Keller
There’s something that happens when brokenness stains our spirits. We tend to build these hard, high walls to surround, limit, and protect. To control.
But that’s the sort of thing that pleases a private pain with her false sense of power, the sort of thing that an in-between, stalled-out empty can do to your soul.
I’ve lived this.
I’ve seen some things I never wanted to see, been some places I never wanted to be—they’ve cut me deep. And unable at the time to process the sting in a healthy manner, I developed this habit of silence where the expectations and opinions of others eventually eclipsed the real me.
Life was intimidating as I fought for control. My plan to keep others out, instead caging my own heart, keeping me in.