Acceptance

I've reached a point in my life I've built up a thick skin, and pretend to be impervious to all that people throw at me. My family has taken many personal hits, and as such we've told ourselves that our walls are built up and cannot be broken down.
It's funny because doing this has only made us more jaded, and caused us to push people we love away--including each other. None are more guilty of this than I am.

The walls are starting to crumble...this is both painful, and healing. When you put up defenses, it bot protects you and keeps everyone away. That sheild says "I'm safe" and "BACK OFF!" But it's a contradiction, as I don't want to be alone. I want acceptance, still-don't get too close!

Anyway--here's to accepting who I am and where I came from--and for mom who taught me by example how to be accepting and exceptional.