Monday, October 18, 2010
I don’t have much problem saying and showing what I feel. Sometimes I wish I had more of a filter, but I just feel a need to be open or "wear my heart on my sleeve" as I've been told. I have a hard time being fake or doing the small talk thing. Sometimes this is a blessing, sometimes a curse.
For example, if I’ve had a few beers and start telling stories about my family members, things can turn ugly. But I don’t have much problem making friends because people have told me I’m very easy to talk to. I’m kind of like the “counselor” to most of my friends, the one they call first in crisis.
What I don’t get is why some people are so hell-bent on not showing their vulnerable side to anyone. Ever. That’s the only way you get close to some one so why not risk the hurt that may come later? Why not be real and stop putting up so many walls?
I was watching Crash the other night on TV and was reminded of this poignant quote:
“It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.”
I miss that touch so much too. Let your walls down people...you're missing out - big time.
"Please don't tell me I'm the only one who is vulnerable. Impossible." - Awake