Hi Fuzzybear. I'm not 100% sure how you are referring to "boundaries", but what came to my mind about myself is what I refer to as having a window-like "glass wall" between myself and most others. People can see me, but very few can figuratively touch me, and vice versa. It is a matter of trust issues and even more so, expectations. I know this wall is unhealthy, but it's tough to break down. When it is, my sensitive underbelly is exposed. Only my old psychiatrist and a couple therapists truly had an idea who I am and that I have the wall. Beyond them, my husband, and yet even he doesn't know everything. Everything? I suppose that's always hard to know.

The wall does allow for misunderstanding and interpretation from others, I think. And yet, perhaps some see in me something true that even I don't know? If so, I keep it hidden from myself. What can seem a protection may sometimes be a negative barrier.