Open = Danger?

How open can I be? What are the dangers?

Is being open a little like standing out on a balcony and shouting out to the world a plea to be rescued from myself?

Is being open a pretense, a wish to be ‘discovered’ – forever an unmet need thanks to an unresponsive father? Worked through, over and over, in different experiences, different scenarios, forever?

“A failure to attach”. Such a simple concept – But it can rain slush, forever.

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