Recaim. I've been through it. Put on my big girl pants, kept it moving. Suppressed my emotions. Hid under the "I'm fine." Normalized what wasn't normal. Saddled by the weight of responsibility that wasn't even mine to carry. Had to fill your gaps, patch your leaks. I was still in my savior behavior. Now you say I hardened my heart. I didn't. I just learned who to let in and who to keep out. And you don't get to come in.bYou get as much of me as I give you. You're not entitled to me. No blood, water, or anything in between will ever tie me to you. This is how I've learned to protect me, "protector."