A Child's Heart

I just realized something... Maybe

If because of a traumatic childhood I walled myself in, and
build a brick wall around my heart. That is what everyone
says anyways. How else could I endure what I have been through?

But if my heart has been bricked in since I was a small
child, than doesn't it make sense that it would be just as
fragile as a child's? I would still hold love to fairytale
standards? My heart has not truly seen the world, I have
kept it so protected that it does not have the calluses that
it should have at my age.

I cannot endure the pain of life, but if I keep my heart protected
I will never really live. What do I do about this?