do you ever get that feeling like you can't trust anyone or yourself enough to open up anymore? i know who i love, and i can tell them that i love them. i speak and i laugh, but i'm so wary of everything now that i'm almost secretive. granted, i was always secretive--that's why my friend calls me the little  treasure box of secrets. i lost who i was, and now i'm just building another person not even remotely close to the original me. and i'm nothing more than this gentle, soft-spoken shell of a person who no one really gets to know unless they take the time to unravel me.