How often do you side step something knowing that you’ll avoid getting hurt, in the long run?   How often do you keep yourself from connecting, as the possibility of heartbreak is too much to bear?   Are you lonely?   I have been, for most of my life.   My process of surviving bullying and general dis-ease with myself in the world resulted in an ironclad cocoon around my heart.   Screw vulnerability, I wasn’t going to expose my sensitive self, only to have my heart and soul crushed.   It’s not that I didn’t have friends; I have friendships I cherish. But I can count those that really know me on one hand.   My tenderized adult heart is pulsing, wanting…