Quotes About Vulnerability

I hate her for it. For seeing me clearly, for not seeing me at all.

When Vivian describes how it felt to be at the mercy of strangers, Molly nods. She knows full well what it's like to tamp down your natural inclinations, to force a smile when you feel numb. After a while you don't know what your own needs are anymore.

I feel myself battening down, fortressing

When Vivian describes how it felt to be at the mercy of strangers, Molly nods. She knows full well what it's like to tamp down your natural inclinations, to force a smile when you feel numb.

I feel myself retreating to someplace deep inside. It is a pitiful kind of childhood, to know that no one loves you or is taking care of you, to always be on the outside looking in.

It is a pitiful kind of childhood, to know that no one loves you or is taking care of you, to always be on the outside looking in.

woman she pays to take care of her, she is as alone as a person can be. She has never tried to

I shrank back, my face flaming as if I'd been struck. And in that moment something changed. I didn't trust her anymore. When she cried, I felt numb. After that, she called me heartless, unfeeling. And maybe I was. A

The smallest things get to her. It's as if she assumes everything will go right, and when it doesn't -- which, of course, is pretty often -- she is surprised and affronted.

Everyone thinks you're so strong and self-confident, but inside you're a frightened child, waiting to suffer betrayal again from those who should love you most.

The only person who fears nothing is one who has nothing to lose.

Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth...

Like many Waifs, Angela never learned to nourish herself emotionally, and suffered from an eating disorder. She simply could not take in or tolerate good feelings. She had to reject what she needed in order to protect herself from disappointment. She could not lose what she did not have.

Witch mothers possess a laser-like ability to detect areas of vulnerability in others. Like the witch in Hansel and Gretel, the borderline Witch has "a keen sense of smell" for human weakness. Witch mothers know what to say to hurt or scare their children, and use humiliation and degradation to punish them.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.

She stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known all along she felt things too deeply. She became attached. She didn't want a lover who could walk away from her, because she could never do that - love someone completely and survive intact if her left her.

The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.

She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.

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Gratë bien në dashuri me burrat, që të matin frikën e tyre dhe pë të neutralizuar varësinë e tyre të supozuar ose faktike.

I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough.

Tied to the physical, deaf to the eternal, riveted by my own shortcomings, I was thinking only of what a bad choice I'd made when choosing a partner for a chat. This guy was faking timidity to lure someone over. If I said victim, he was likely to start gnawing my neck. If I said vampire, he would demand proof. I hadn't the fangs enough to back that pretension.

I wana go out like I came in... Naked and Screaming!

The terrible thing about love is that it takes away your safety net, your balancing pole. Even the tightrope you walk upon will disappear beneath you, yet love expects you to keep walking anyway, arms outstretched, one foot after the other, on nothing more than air.