I never felt an aversion to vulnerability, though I was constantly told while growing up that I should. If I felt like crying, I would cry. If I struggled with a friend moving away or leaving my job, I would tell them how I feel about them, often in a way that made them feel very uncomfortable (I realize that in retrospect). But it was almost a compulsion I had.
Of course, now I don't feel much of anything towards other people or life events, so there's really nothing towards which to be vulnerable anymore.
Of course, now I don't feel much of anything towards other people or life events, so there's really nothing towards which to be vulnerable anymore.
