Vulnerability...

I thought I was good with being vulnerable. I thought I knew what that meant... but being here, in this phase of my life I think I'm re-learning what vulnerability means.

I thought being vulnerable was situational. That there were different levels to vulnerability. Being vulnerable with myself, family, friends, partners... I thought those all needed different levels of vulnerability. I thought it was something I could control...

I thought being vulnerable was stuff like telling "dark secrets" to your closest friend, or crying in front of your family, maybe giving raw and emotional advice showing it in the words, being with a partner and showing them what I looked like naked...

I think somewhere along the way I told myself I was robotic so much that I think I forgot parts of being human... not the important parts, but something is missing.

However, as I'm re-learning vulnerability I'm realizing that gauging the levels of being vulnerable with others, is ruining my relationships..even though I'm not trying...I don't know where it goes wrong.

-neverseen

space.
so much space.
how can space take up so much room in our lives?
we're always together you and me, and space...
It's never not around, even in the moment's time stops, space is there lurking.
it waits for the moment it can step in between, for the moment we let there become a gap...
it all happens in the gap.
is that where we are, after all this?  
stuck together you and me, and space?

-neverseen