Life has been an interesting paradox for me the past few years. I've done a pretty good job of walling myself off emotionally to everyone around me, but I've never stopped caring. When I see people on Facebook, I genuinely care about how they're doing and where their lives have taken them, but, for one reason or another, I am not in a place where I could ever contact them about it. Sometimes it's an old friend. Others, a member of my father's church. An ex-girlfriend tucked away inside the frame of another friend's photo.
I care, I really do, I just can't act upon those feelings. Whether realistic or self-perceived, there are barriers preventing me from being the carer I'd truly like to be. Some of the reasons are practical, some silly, and others selfish. Wouldn't it be great to live in a world where none of that was necessary, where we could each just share how we're feeling with anyone, at any time, with no fear of negative repercussions.
I'm not a fool: I know most of this is self inflicted and I really want to get better at it. After so long though, it seems just so hard to figure out where to start. I suppose all I can do is put one foot in front of the other and eventually, see where it takes me on this great journey we call life.