"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken.If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell."
-CSL
[May we stop insulating our hearts. To love is to be vulnerable. To be vulnerable is to risk the occurrence of unspeakable pain. The second we start locking the doors to those deep parts of ourselves in fear or mistrust is the moment we cease to feel alive. We lose ourselves. I am sure that most can attest to the fact that there is not much worse than a truly broken heart. I am conjecturing that there is, in fact, something worse than one broken...one unbreakable.]
For God's sake. Let it go.
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