never ending (?)

Why when and to whom do we bear ours souls? When we bear ours souls do we do it because we let our guards down or because we never put it up in the first place? Sometimes I feel I am too compassionate. Yes "too" because I am ever trying to comprehended other people, their sufferings, their reasons but seldom do I work this compassion on myself. But then it wouldn’t be compassion...would it? Self-passion?

contribuição de lichia