In this digital, social-media world where we can pretty much cherry-pick the pieces of our life we share with people to paint the most beautiful picture possible and tie it up in a sparkly bow, we don’t get to witness people’s struggles much anymore. And we’ve conveniently been given an “out” from the need to be vulnerable with anyone if we don’t want to. And I get why we wouldn’t want to.
Real vulnerability – letting people see all the dark, twisty, imperfect, unpolished, raw parts of you – is terrifying.
Because what if those vulnerable parts of you are not met with compassion? What if they are met with judgement, or anger, or shame?
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