The Pointless Protection Theory
Self protection, where did we learn it? As children we were fearless. I mean some of us ate bugs, rocks and a few of you ate boogers, fearless right? Did you ever steal a piece of gum from your mother's purse? How about a dollar? That took big ones! Fearless. I find myself at a place in my life where I am longing to be like that fearless kid again. You know, jumping off the kitchen table with a pillow case tied around my neck certain that I would fly across the room? Yes, her, I need to be her again. Confident and scared of nothing. What did I do to her you ask? I know where I lost her and I know how I lost her. The how and where of losing her are not all my own doing. What I do take ownership of are the coping mechanisms that I have developed over the years to keep myself safe. These mechanisms have now become crippling. I have grown accustomed to keeping people at bay. They might have made it into my safety zone, but they weren't allowed to stay long. This is because I hav...