Vulnerability

People keep telling me how courageous I am for being so openly vulnerable. I've been pondering this a great deal.

It is, indeed, brave to express vulnerability. I have been working hard to break down the walls I've built over the years to protect myself from others' judgement. It's no easy task. Putting myself out here like this is no picnic.

With my background in Anthropology and love for genuine human growth and connection, I intend to write a lot about the meaningfulness of real life experiences, obviously including my own. Keeping it real can get heavy.

I find great solace in my ability to look at all things objectively. I'm part of this universe, this planet, this society - I was born and here I am. I'm simply relaying my happenings. The choices I've made in life, my opinions, my emotional breakdowns . . . they have all been shaped by my experiences. They're not personal to me; they're simple objective fact. Stardust.

Even the ways in which I explore the meanings of things that have happened to me are based upon my experiences with things that have happened in my life. My subjective lenses, then, are not a creation of my own making. And yes, everybody else will always have their own personal lenses on that have been shaped by their own life occurrences. It's crucial to acknowledge that we'll never be able to control that.