The Thing With Feathers

Vulnerability. Oof. Breathe in but mostly breathe out. This one is hard. With my skill at being vulnerable being put into rigorous practice these past several months the idea of what it even means to be vulnerable has been very much on my mind. Also. I have been exhausted . At times.  I think most see being vulnerable as my natural state, as if it comes like magic to me, completely without effort or tole. Well, lemme tell ya, that is simply not the case . Being vulnerable? It sucks sometimes. I have struggled- oof even typing these words makes me feel far too exposed- with thinking that I do not deserve to take up space. That I do not deserve to be seen. I am not important. I am next to nothing. People would be fine if I went away and did not come back. Part of that comes from a healthy understanding of my smallness compared to the vastness of eternity. Part of that comes from knowing the reality of people's ability to adjust to new life circumstances. A lot of that...