I warn myself – It’s Not Safe to be Vulnerable.
I ask myself – Why is it Unsafe to be Vulnerable?
I sense somewhere deep within that I need to be vulnerable
At least I need to be vulnerable with this individual whom on my days of clarity I love very much.
I find anecdotal evidence to support the anxious thoughts I have about vulnerabilities
I even find ways to suggest that being vulnerable with this person is far more dangerous than it is
Through the years I’ve created an emotional prison. I built walls around my heart in an attempt to protect it from the hurt I’ve witnessed others experience
Yes there were times that I’d allow extended visits to my heart so some have had access to it
But I have always been in an emotional prison of my own creation
Now I have to destroy the prison I created because my desire to fully love outweighs my urge to protect myself
I let this person have an extended visit with my heart and my heart enjoyed it very much
But then my mind reminded of the possibility of being hurt and I denied this person any future visits
Now it is time for my release from the prison and all I can remember is those moments that my heart felt free even while I was yet captive
This person makes me want to be free from all undue pain
This person makes me want to destroy my emotional prison and redefine what it really means to be safe.
Emotional captivity has cost me a lot, but now I’m ready to be vulnerable
Although I’m afraid of living outside of my self-made emotional prison.