THE AVOIDANT
I enter his inner psyche, and the Anima appears, each characteristic represented by these distinct personalities. At the door, I see her disinterest: no urgency, a complete disregard. The reflections show chaos, an avoidance of the tough conversations. Further in the room, she sits, her heart guarded.
I walk into the room and stand near the door. She slightly turns to look at me, acknowledging my presence. I observe her. Inside the forest of her mind, a guarded, glowing heart illuminates everything.
