Years ago I made a consious choice not to let people in because I had been hurt so often that I never wanted to experience that pain again. When I started the journey I'm on though I realised I was going to have to take the risk and start letting people in again, regardless of the potential for pain. Until now I've been very lucky or so I thought. Events unfolded yesterday that proved otherwise and the worst of all how I feel right now was self inflicted. You see I inadvertantly hurt someone I care about very much, someone that has done nothing but give to me and be there for me, someone who has given me so much joy and happiness. And by being stupid and not listening I've hurt him. And this is breaking my heart. He would probably get annoyed with me and tell me I take things to seriously again and he is probably right but that still doesn't make what I did any less a contributing factor. I would give anything to be able to undo what I've done. I can just hope that someday I'll be able to make amends in some small way.