"Fledgling friendships crumbled under the weight of my pain. There were others who simply couldn’t go there with me—or who gave up long before I didn’t need them anymore. I had one friend straight up tell me he didn’t care about my healing journey—only about the mistakes I’d made. It hurt. It still hurts. And that’s the thing about embodied vulnerability—about in-the-flesh authenticity—it’s risky." From: twloha/blog/greatest-risk
Posted on: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 22:52:20 +0000
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