Heaven forbid I had to share my feelings. That was my kryptonite. Whether to friends or therapists, the relationship was not long lived once I had spilled my beans. Emotional closeness felt like stepping on a slug barefoot, it was yucky. It was also scary.
You either choose to live with asking the perpetual question of ‘is this it?’, looking at everything and everyone around you, resentment growing, sucking your spirit dry or you choose, despite the fear, discomfort, and uncertainty, to open to the experience of discovering.