Vulnerability is at that strange intersection of something that we crave from others, yet forget to offer ourselves. Vulnerability takes courage, and yet I find it's always something I admire when I get it from someone else. Why do I so readily forget to be vulnerable myself when the opportunity presents itself, even though I know concretely that it's what I want others to be with me?
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