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You asked why she changed, why she was so guarded, why she stopped sharing her innermost thoughts, her hopes, & dreams.
She no longer felt confident or safe that her innermost thoughts would be treated with love, kindness, empathy, or compassion.
What do you do when you are constantly walking on a knife's edge when all safety & intimacy has gone?
When all we had left was superficial small talk, strained silences, & tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.
When all she felt left to do was to pretend she was happy when she was sad, say it is all good when it was not.
The graceful dance of caring & closeness we once shared, has become a masked ball hiding our true selves.
~ Photuni ~
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