― There are times when the outside world gets to me and I can no longer handle it. The stress builds and builds until the wall around my heart starts to grow, brick by brick, stone by stone. The worry of being able to pay bills, of having a place to live and not be afraid of losing everything else I have left in this life, gets too much. I stop feeling. ∙ I push everyone and anyone away. I don’t want anyone to touch me, talk to me or even look at me. I just want to fade away out of [...].