Vulnerabilities of the Heart-kind

by Anna Blanch on May 25, 2011

I once thought that to be vulnerable was to show weakness. Maybe it does. But I’ve come to believe that it takes far more strength to be vulnerable than it does to present a facade of strength to the outside world. Great writers (and as a consequence great literature) have the capacity to encapsulate the experiences that mark the progress and journey of lives.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

From Neil Gaiman, Sandman #65.

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  • Heidi Faith

    Anna, I just sort of browsed through your blog and stopped to read this. This is so timely for me! I was actually still thinking about something I heard just yesterday, and I'll attach a link to show you.
    It's in the information of "Why do you cry to Me?" (Exodus 14:15), about Moses showing public courage, but God commenting on his inward fear/vulnerability.
    Thanks for this post; it's given me a little more to chew on about this subject.

    • Joni

      Ya learn something new everyday. It’s true I guess!

  • Goannatree

    thanks for stopping by Heidi and for the link!

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