 If I make you my emotional home, I give you the power to make me homeless. Because on the day you decide to abandon me, betray me, hurt me, and I've put my emotional eggs in your basket, I've brought my emotional dependence in your bank, I've put my emotional well-being in your hands, and you abandon me, reject me, betray me. I am rendered instantly homeless in that moment. It's like I was kicked onto the streets, I have no address. Because you were my address. You were my home.