Playing safe

I've put up some walls to protect myself for quite some time - I've never gotten myself close enough to someone to talk about my deepest darkest secrets except my best friend. I'd get close, but the path I chose to define for myself was the path of listening. I'd always be the ear, with the occasional rambling of random blab. I'd contribute bits about myself, but not to a point of entirety - my walls were high and I didn't want to tear them down because it was just... comfortable. I've kept myself in a palace where I felt safe.

But I changed. Without being aware, I become more comfortable with these social groups I belong. I begin to talk and talk and talk so much about my self. I didn’t even notice that I already shared them my deeper, inner thoughts, my feelings. It’s where I feel safe now.