These walls I built, this heart I still hide

A life well lived, and yet the heart remains behind careful doors. You know yourself, your patterns, your needs. But letting someone truly in, after decades of self-sufficiency, feels like a risk you are not sure you can take. This is the paradox of the late bloomer: wise enough to know what you want, practiced enough to keep it hidden.This book does not push you to tear down the walls. It examine...