My achille's heel

So everyone has an achille's heel...a weak spot. Mine is my tendency to of going via my heart over mind. I see something genuine and decent... and I like it. But it doesn't stop there. It grow. I get attached. I get hurt. It's inconceivable why it still happens when I know the damn pattern so well. Is this the way of my continuing existense as I know it?Perhaps. I want to trivialize it, like it seems now from the outer perspective, but yet I cannot achieve that without losing part of my identity. This is me... how I am. What can you do? Take or leave it. What can I do? Continue breathing....adapting...evolving. Put my masks when I want to... and be without when I don't.
Keep the world guessing....