I’ve read in fantasy books about the ability to divide your mind into compartments so an enemy could never crack your free will. Doing this would lock up a couple of your key elements into a room, locked with only one key. And that key can not be found by the one trying to get secrets out.
Before today, there were days I wished some fantasy things could become reality. But now, if I could choose one and only one, I would choose for that ability.
It would be great to lock up my self respect so I could give in to the sadness. So I can just let myself go without the hurt that always follows.
I figured it couldn’t be true.
I would be too damn easy to find someone who could check off all boxes on the list I had made up in my mind.
But she does exist. and going on a pursuit without locking up the parts that define me would surely change me.