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On Being Vulnerable
So, it was quite a surprise when I realized I wasn't. Somewhere along the road I made the decision to be strong, to not let people's words and judgments hurt me — and of course always act like I was fine. I couldn't let anyone know that I was hurt or lonely. Being vulnerable was death, as far as I was concerned. I have a different view of that today. Being vulnerable makes me feel alive and connected, human in the best sense — that is, when I allow myself to go there. It's still difficult sometimes. We are talking years of this habit!
From both of these places something special happens. A connection that we are all in this together and we are not alone in our thinking and feeling. Fear seems to lessen or vanish all together. I know a lot of men and woman out there are trying to hold it all together for each other or their children — even for their parents. The pressure is building and the last thing they want to do is let anyone know they can't handle it because somewhere they learned they had to be strong and perfect.
Sincerely, Lori Barnett, HHP |

I've spent years being “fine” Heck, that's why I went to holistic school — so I could help others because I was fine! 