Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
- C.S. Lewis
I share some ideas about this soon. it is great to be vulnerable.
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Actually, who am I kidding. Being vulnerable is terrifying. The only thing worse than feeling vulnerable is being vulnerable and the person that you were vulnerable to discarding you. The good news is that we must try to be open or we will shrivel up being alone forever.
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