And How Are You Growing In This Moment?
The Muse Letter No. 59
Lately I have opened myself up to all kinds of things.
The most peculiar and strange and bizarre creatures have walked through the front door and sat down at my table, eying one another carefully with reserved friendliness while I stoically served the special of the day:
My feelings on a platter.
“Vulnerability is a path towards strength.” I read the other day somewhere on Instagram and I write it down in my diary, underlining it twice.
– But mostly it sucks. I really fucking hate it. Every time I feel vulnerable I feel like smashing something or hurting someone back or making the other feel just as nerve-rackingly thin skinned as I am: And then I don’t do it because I’m not an asshole but it’s not fun. It takes all of me. Every ounce of patience.
This is what I wrote back in early March: