I must take the armor off from my inner self. I need to do it one by one. Otherwise I can’t even tell where my heart is.

The armor is necessary. At work. In this society.  Like a boxer who is about to get up on the ring, I need to turn the fighting mode on.  

I should not be staggered by a punch or two. But it is so hard to turn the fighting mode off. Without giving up the fighting mode, I can’t hear my real voice. It is awful to feel that I’m lying to myself. 

I have to dive deep in myself otherwise this paper will be left blank forever. 

tomoko