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 Mar 13 rose hopkins
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I've felt vulnerable fully clothed and confident when confidence is all I have on-
Vulnerability is more than being bare for someone to see it all.

It is shedding the coat of bitterness because it ignited fires in my heart that sought to burn me down with it.

It is unbraiding the strands of hair coiled into a tight braid of rigidity, of being so tense and stern.

It is peeling off the shirt of past hurt, one that threatens to shrink tighter every time I wash it with my tears.

It is untying the shoelaces that bound me to a path I didn't foresee, a path I cannot forge and a path that does not lead me anywhere but where I have already been.

It is sliding out of a sheath of selfishness, one that clothes me in want and doesn't serve anything I need.

It is ******* all of my preconceived notions of how to live, why people hurt and why I still do regardless of the joys I have seen. It is stripping myself bare of façades and painted faces, the kind that insist I am fine when I am so far from it and closer to the dark than ever before. It is opening my mouth to cry and to ask for help even when I am blind to the hands reaching for me. It is admitting that I struggle to get a grip and some days I can only grip myself into a hug and hope for more.

Vulnerability is more than being skin and bone exposed- it is seeing past that with the naked eye.
People these days seem to have forgotten that history repeats itself like a clock on the wall…..
Twice a day, first as a lesson, the second time as a warning. Still, no one cares to listen until the clock stops, the walls begin to crack, and the foundation is crumbling beneath their feet……
only then do we begin to realize it’s too late to turn back and we then scramble to replace the batteries and repair the cracks.
Shane M. Stoops
In me is what created me.
Look around and recognize.
Movements of trees.
Beating heart breathing.
Mountains high, crumbling.
We’re getting there.
Waterfalls rough and calm.
Feelings falling.
I am you.




Shell✨🐚
We are part of Nature.
Part of each other.
One.
I learned and practised patience with zeal,
It gave me
Relief,
Praise
Peace,
Showed me its true worth.
11/3/2035
To grandfather,
In your days you had no T.V,
WhatsApp,
Snapchat
Twitter
Facebook,
X
Instagram,
Youtube
Mobiles and
Computers,
What did you in your free time.
Grandfather answered,
We had plenty of time for each other,
We bonded,
We built relationships,
And we retired  to our rooms early,
We made big families.
11/3/2025
My grandparents had twenty one sons
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