I needed to rant.

I guess one day, you get to a point when the walls are set up.1

These walls are thick. They're tall, and they box you in. Keep you warm. Keep you safe.2

Now... the people who love you, who want the best for you... will climb over these walls.3

Those acquaintances that you said "Hello!" to everyday, but never had any conversations worth anything will just stay on the other side of that wall. They won't really try to do anything extraordinary to reach you.4

And then... you get the enemies.5

The people who will do anything to see you crumple; fall to the floor.6

Cry.7

Die?8

These people will be attacking your comfort. Your walls will never be safe from their attacks.9

Their invasion.10

These are people who cherish in your pain.11

Your hurt.12

They do anything to destroy your joy.13

And it's interesting... because most of the time, these enemies used to be your friends. These were people that you trusted. People you laughed with.14

People that made you smile.15

Maybe the relationship started falling when the walls were put up.16

Maybe it started falling before that.17

Maybe it was never a relationship that was worth anything in the first place.18

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There is a difference between helpful criticism...20

And tearing you to pieces until you don't want to live this life.21


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