Quotes About Vulnerability

All those clean, fresh starts had made me forget what it was like, until now, to be messy and honest and out of control. To be real.

How it felt to have the world moving beneath me, a hand gripping mine, knowing if I fell, at least I wouldn't do it alone.

But risk is just part of relationships. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don't.

You really get to meet people on such a personal level. There's a real bonding in someone beating the crap out of you.

You get used to people being a certain way; you depend on it. And when they surprise you, for better or worse, it can shake you to your core.

When faced with the scariest of things, all you want to do is turn away, hide in your own invisible place. But you can't. That's why it's not only important for us to be seen, but to have someone to look for us, as well.

Theres this other half of him i dont know of, its like he is trying it keep it a secret.... if he would just let me inside so i can help

Everyone has their weak spot. The one thing that despite your best efforts, will always bring you to your knees, regardless of how strong you are otherwise. For some people, it's love. Others, money or alcohol. Mine was even worse: calculus.

There was nothing, nothing to depend on. And why was I surprised?

I was so scared about being discovered, but nobody came. Nobody heard. In my own ears, though, my sobs sounded primal and scary, like something I would have turned off if I'd been able to.

We didn't talk about our scars, the ones you could see and the ones you couldn't.

I'm not saying I'm a liar,' I told him. He raised his eyebrows. 'That's not how I meant it, anyway.' 'How'd you mean it, then?' I was digging myself a hole here, and I knew it. But still, I tried to explain myself. 'It's just... I don't always say what I feel.' 'Why not?' 'Because the truth sometimes hurts,' I said. 'Yeah,' he said. 'So do lies, though.

It's okay to accept things from people. It doesn't make you weak or helpless.

You can never be sure of anyone until you're close enough to see them clearly.

But when you're alone in the world, really alone, you have no choice but to be open to suggestions.

I tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that only works out for so long. Eventually, even the smallest fragments can't help but, make a whole.

The chances we take, knowing no better than to fall or to stand back and hold ourselves in... protecting our hearts with the tightest of grips.

I think she loves him, Lissa said. And love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you. Love is an excuse to put up with shit that you shouldn't, I replied

Sitting there, watching my sister, I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got itout, the story was really all that mattered.

You didn't have to take a punch for me, you know,' he said. 'I'm a lover, not a fighter.' 'You're a freak is what you are,' I said. He stuck out his hand. 'Come on, slugger. Walk with me. You know you want to.' And the thing was, despite everything I knew-that it was a mistake, that he was different from the others-I did. How he knew that, I had no idea. But I got up and did it anyway.

You can't act like you care about someone but not let them care about you.

It's you who i have thought of when i am at my weakest & you who have pulled me through

I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on that dark road, going home, I was.

there were no such things as absolutes, not in life or in people. it was day by day, if not moment by moment. all you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear.and if you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.