Will I ever open up again?

I’ve reached a point in my life where I choose to be alone or with few people who genuinely care about me.

I’m not interested in small talk, and I rarely open up to anyone. I’ve had ups and downs in my life that few people are aware of. Some people gave up on me, and I gave up on some, so many tears, good memories, bad memories, some wins, some failures, and everything in between. Earlier I used to share things with people, talked to them when I was low but now things have changed.

People have no idea how I feel. It’s more of whatever I want them to know about me that they get to see. Perhaps I don’t trust people as easily as I used to. I’ve run out of energy to justify myself, and I’ve reached the point in my life where I don’t care what other people think of me. I let people judge me because I am fully conscious of who I am.

In life, I believe that quality is more important than quantity. I’m not sure how far I’m correct. I need something that can excite me to talk to someone. I’d rather listen to others than talk about myself. I started keeping things to myself. I no longer bother people. It takes a lot of courage to open up to someone.

I’d rather listen to music and watch series than explain my emotional state to others. I’m fine with only a few people knowing the real me.

I’m not sure if I should blame my experiences, people, or myself for this shift. Or perhaps it’s a good thing. Because, at the end of the day, I am proud of who I am. I’m happy and at ease.

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