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Trusting Yourself With Vulnerability

Loneliness has a tendency to make us vulnerable. So in the months after my divorce, when it’s finality set in and I felt the cool breeze sweep across the empty side of the bed, the longing for an intimate connection was an unrelenting ache.

I met her through a mutual friend. She being divorced as well, my friend figured we’d have a point of connection.

And so began my lesson in vulnerability.

I’ll be honest, I loved the attention she gave me. Her calls, texts and instant messages made me feel valuable again. It was the friendship I needed and I began to open up my heart.

We had long conversations and she was a captive audience. Fresh off a season of life in which I lost my identity, it was refreshing to have someone validate my passions. She was a great listener, which made me come alive because it had been a long time since I had felt heard. But soon, the friendship wasn’t enough for her. She was ready for more while I was still in the early stages of healing.

I was content to enjoy the intimacy without the risk of anything more.

Each time the tension built, we backed off to take a break from the friendship. But before long, we would be back to communicating on a daily basis. We created an unhealthy dependency.

Because of this dependency, I had difficulty being honest. I was drunk on attention and didn’t want it to go away just because I wasn’t willing to take it further. It felt good to be wanted again but I was unwilling and unable to reciprocate her feelings. I took what didn’t belong to me. And in doing so, I hurt someone I cared about deeply.

In all this, I learned that vulnerability breeds intimacy —

which can either deepen a healthy relationship or exploit an unhealthy one. When we open our heart, we take a risk but the risk cannot be taken lightly.

There is an art to vulnerability. We cannot put rules and regulations on our heart. However, we can put boundaries in place to help us take healthier risks. Honest communication was the boundary I acquired to protect both my heart and the heart of others.

Healthy vulnerability is built on trust.

When you are honest with yourself and others, it’s always worth the risk.

Have you had good experiences or bad ones with being vulnerable?

[Photo Credit: Krisi Johnson]

About The Author

Tony Alicea is a writer who is passionate about the topics of identity and destiny. He blogs at Expect The Exceptional and he is the Communications Director for The Harbour Church in Fort Lauderdale, FL.

  • http://www.facebook.com/kelly.chripczuk Kelly Hausknecht Chripczuk

    What a great reflection. I had a similar experience in college and though I eventually was honst with the guy and myself, I still feel badly for using him so. I so often struggle with loneliness, and I’m interested in reading more about the difference between loneliness and solitude as a healthy and healing discipline. There are two male and one female cardinals flitting and fighting outside my window this morning – it January (!) but I guess, even for them, longing and loneliness refuses to take a holiday.

    • http://www.tonyjalicea.com Tony J. Alicea

      It’s been crazy for me because I’ve been on both sides more times than I would like to admit. It was an unhealthy cycle I kept getting myself into. This last one was the experience that caused me to set boundaries in my relationships. I had to learn what was too much, too fast, too soon. I especially had to protect the vulnerability which comes from loneliness. It wasn’t an easy lesson but so worth experiencing!

    • Laura

      If you’re interested in the difference between loneliness and solitude, you should check out “Reaching Out” by Henri Nouwen. He discusses the two perfectly and describes how to cultivate a healthy sense of solitude.

  • http://jenniferluitwieler.com/ Jennifer Luitwieler

    Tony, this is great. The thought that strikes me is that vulnerability breeds intimacy. In my life, this means being careful about with whom I am vulnerable. There are some things I only need to share with my husband. Doing otherwise opens me to too much I to act with others. Does that make sense? And kudos to you for seeing how your actions were unhealthy. That is a sign of maturity. You’re a good one, Tony.

    • http://www.tonyjalicea.com Tony J. Alicea

      Absolutely. Vulnerability is a beautiful thing but we shouldn’t ever feel obligated to give it away to just any and everyone. At the same time, we can’t close ourselves off to everyone because none of us will ever be perfect. Trust is built slowly and it ebbs and flows. To think it’s all or nothing is a dangerous assumption.

  • http://twitter.com/bwitt722 Brianna DeWitt

    Thank you for this–for having the courage to admit that you made a mistake and for sharing what you learned from it.

    I had a similar situation to yours, and though I was honest about how I was feeling about it I ended up getting hurt anyway. It made me doubt whether the whole thing was really worth the risk, but at least I can say I learned from it. Boundaries are so important when it comes to being vulnerable, even when other parties involved may not realize the need for them.

    • http://www.tonyjalicea.com Tony J. Alicea

      Yeah boundaries are key. As long as the fear doesn’t bully us into making rules that close off our heart to being vulnerable again. That’s the most difficult part.

  • John B

    What great wisdom you have shared Tony. Only recently have I started to see the pattern in my life. Now it’s a little easier to see what I’m doing and how not to take from someone. Thanks for putting it out there!

    • http://www.tonyjalicea.com Tony J. Alicea

      Thanks for reading and commenting, John. It means a lot.

  • http://bohemianbowmans.com/ Jessica

    I didn’t even know you’d ever been divorced. Sorry, man.

    Also, yes to all those word you wrote up there.

    • http://www.tonyjalicea.com Tony J. Alicea

      Yeah, I got married when I was 23. It lasted 4 years and it took me 4 more years to get healed from it.

  • InciteFaith

    Tony,

    Ah, the timing of this post is unreal. I talk a lot about vulnerability because I’m a vulnerable person and appreciate when others are too. From experience, I’ve had both positive and negative experiences with vulnerability. I’m usually the more vulnerable one.

    Your situation is similar to my last situation. We were open with each other. We were honest with each other and they too were a great listener. It was like manna for my soul being able to completely bear it all without fear of judgment. It was a risk and even though it was for only a season, it was worth it.

    What happened though is I had expectations on top of my vulnerability. When they didn’t deliver or when their actions didn’t reflect their words, I became frustrated. I felt I had invested time and energy into this person – bearing my soul and getting them to meet me half way was exhausting.

    When it comes to being vulnerable and cultivating strong relationships, I think what I’m learning now is with everything in life, vulnerability is a risk and the risk is worth it without the expectation of getting anything in return. It takes time to cultivate healthy relationships. Some of us bail before a healthy relationship can even be cultivated. I’m guilty.

    Thank you for this post and it’s great seeing you writing again.

  • http://www.cross-platform.org John Hanan

    Thanks for sharing Tony. I’ve felt some of this before, but you really put words to it. It’s good to see that I’m not alone!

  • Terra

    Last summer I was learning a lot about the importance of our stories but also, the importance of sharing our stories. I went on a bike tour with Venture Expeditions (the same community Donald Miller biked the country with) and here is one of my reflections from then:

    I have a story, you have a story,
    w’all have stories, yet we’re hesitant to speak, to share

    Someone might judge, scoff, or “see
    me differently.”

    The real question is how do they see
    me now?

    Our stories connect, they bind, they
    hold us together,

    showing that I’m not the only one in
    this crazy world.

    W’all have hurt, pain, self-doubt
    and suffering, but…

    W’all also have joy and the Lord’s
    love bursting from us, through us into each other-penetrating our hearts.

    What’s a story unshared? A voice
    unheard?

    Silence.

    Silence is isolation, removing us from who we
    are, truly.

    We begin to feast on lies, I’m slow, I’m short,
    I’m dumb, I’m weird, I’m annoying, I’m a burden…

    Really, really? Let me ask who is feeding those
    lies, who is the enemy? My sisters? My brothers?

    No!

    The Good Lord has blessed me with them to be my
    strength,

    Without them I am unheard, I am voiceless,
    unknown, and misunderstood.

    Lord, you have given us each a story to share,
    TO SHARE

    Not to be hidden, tucked away to burden or
    slowly tear away our souls,

    But to add to the gift of ourselves, beautiful,
    colorful, unique!