I’ve mentioned several times how I have a hard time letting people in. This has caused difficulties for me in the past, and now, I am realizing, it will continue to cause difficulties unless I change it. Maybe not with everyone, of course, but with the people who have slipped past my exterior walls.
I’ve always been a quiet person. A person who doesn’t speak unless it’s improving upon the silence. A person who thinks no one really wants to hear about how my day went. Call me cynical, but I’ve always believed that people would rather talk about themselves and their days rather than hear about mine. I’ve always been content to let them.
But now I have someone who does want to hear about my day. It will take some effort at first, but I’m going to give her what she wants.