Too high, too strong

Experience is the best teacher. Wow...that is a super common quote, isn't it?

I still can remember, when I was at junior high, almost all of my notebooks have that quote at the bottom of each page. I don't know whether this is my fault or not. I've been applying it until this very second - but, the difference is, those weren't my own experiences.

They was my sister's, father's, mother's, aunt's, friends', or even belong to other people that I'm not recognize. Those bad, sad, or happy experiences had made me very careful to work on my life, especially my love life. Honestly, that has protected me so well - or too much, I think. Too much - until make me feel so lonely. That wall has been built too high, too strong - even I can't open it myself.

I just want you to know, I'm working on it. Working very hard on it. Working to find the key, build a tunnel below, buy some dynamites to blow it off, everything, just to break my wall... Or, would you help me??