She made herself impossible to love. She thought it would be easier that way. She would never be disappointed with rejection, because she would expect it. She would never have to babysit another person’s heart, and risk hurting it, because no one would trust her with theirs. She felt safer barred in her cell of loneliness. She could handle it better than experiencing the highs and lows of the relationship roller coaster. And she felt she was being kinder this way. For how could a girl who doesn’t love herself love anyone at all?