Being vulnerable, what does is actually really mean? Is it about being an open book to every one I meet? Is it about exposing secrets from my past that not everyone knows? As I experienced recently, it is actually none of those. For me, it is about that little figurative speed bump I need to push myself over, to get’s myself out there, which can be pretty uncomfortable and scary.
As my head was overruling most of the time, it has been quite the challenge to figure out what being vulnerable really means to me. And that speed bump is really it. It is about accepting that I am not perfect and that I learn that I am good enough both good and “bad”. By being vulnerable, I accept my own complete package and leave it up to anyone else whether they accept that (or me) or not.