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Chapter Twelve

I realized my anger toward my father was part of what molded my personality. If I didn’t let anyone in, didn’t let anyone know the real me, then they couldn’t hurt me when they left. If all I cared about were superficial things, then I couldn’t be scarred deeply by the actions of others. But I also couldn’t find genuine friendship or true love. I opened my journal once more.

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