What do you do with someone who is scared to show you all of themselves, or all of their life, up front? To wait until you are invested in them, and fall in love with them, before they will tell you the most difficult things to handle about themselves? Is it any different than finding out at that inevitable six-month period of being with someone, who they really are underneath all of the pleasantries of infactuation? I suppose it is that same thing, but magnified, if someone is hiding something that they think you will find so scary, that you'll run for the hills, unless you're in love with them. But isn't that a selfish manipulation of the heart, and incredibly unfair and cruel to do to someone? When, and if, is it or could it, be justified?
Just like a dish at my grandmother's house, that has been broken, and put back together with superglue, in my perversity, instead of treating it delicately, I feel the need to slam it against the wall and shatter it into a million pieces. Such is my heart.