The Architect - II

I build my castles very well. I use a fair bit of truth for the foundations; I strengthen the ramparts with a strong mix of kindness and gentleness; love lights up my chandeliers; why, I even have a protective coat of hope on the outside, to shield it from the elements. Yet, following heavy showers of reality, some parts of my beautiful castle get damaged. I have spent a lot of emotion to repair my castle. I just don't understand.