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April 12, 2015

I will Never Apologize for being Vulnerable.

Photo credit: Bryan Tranminh

Recently someone, who I don’t know well, reached out to me and bared her heart.

I didn’t respond right away.

It was long and deserving of presence and time, both which I didn’t have when I received her message.

We forget sometimes that messaging services are for just that, leaving a message.

I don’t live with my fingers glued to my screen and because of that, sometimes there will be a day or two delay.

She wrote a second message a few hours later apologizing for unloading the goings on of her life on me.

I knew that feeling.

That feeling like we are imposing, unwanted, or taking up space when we open up to someone and don’t hear back immediately.

Baring our souls is a lot like getting naked.

And when we get naked, we usually expect people to look at us, at the very least.

So, when no one notices our ballsiness and leaves us hanging, with it all hanging out—yeah that’s terrifying.

It can feel like the person didn’t want to hear it and we did something we should be embarrassed or self conscious about.

Throw on our trousers in a hurry and regret feeling brave earlier, as we feel foolish.

I am an open-hearted, sensitive as sh*t Cancerian and when I was younger I would pour my heart and soul on late nights into text messages communicating it all—the joy, the sadness, the anger.

My ability to communicate as strongly as I did made most men run away with their tails between their legs.

It’s only at 25-years-old that I am learning what an incredible strength and asset it is to be vulnerable, to communicate and to be transparent with the sensitivity that comes from living with a wide open chest.

My sensitivity is my greatest strength, not a weakness.

Saying what’s really going on is hard.

I remember waking up in the morning, with no new text message notifications and six-page messages in my outbox baring my wavering heart.

I remember feeling embarrassed and apologizing for my feelings.

I will never apologize for being transparent.

Sometimes in my transparency I will be irrational, and not as graceful or gentle as I wish and then I will apologize.

But there is everything right with saying how we feel.

This woman was a mirror for me, and my message to her and for myself and the world is:

Don’t ever, ever, apologize for being vulnerable and open.

Don’t ever apologize for being honest and saying you’re having an *sshole of a day.

Don’t send an email or a message or open up to a stranger and then go, “oh sh*t!” and apologize for your beautiful ability to be transparent and real.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t dig you or connect or think it’s too much, or if they fall in love with your ability to show up exactly how you are.

“What other people think of you, is none of your business” ~Paulo Cohelo

Don’t ever apologize for vulnerability–it is the biggest gift you may give someone.

~

Relephant read:

My Superpower is Vulnerability.

~

Author: Janne Robinson

Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock

Photo: courtesy of the author

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General Parks Feb 4, 2016 8:36am

Hell yes!

As a man it’s even more common to appear to be weak by showing your vulnerability, but nothing couple be further from the truth. I am a strong, flawed, complicated human being and I wouldn’t want to pretend I’m any other way.

It takes some big balls to put it all out there and be okay with your humanity.

Thanks a bunch!

Koi Feb 2, 2016 7:22am

My soul, spilling out of yourmouth. Thank you.

Koi Feb 2, 2016 6:51am

My soul spilling out of your mouth. Thank you

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Janne Robinson is a 21st-century feminist beat poet. Her voice haunts with the legacy of early feminists and poets such as Gloria Steinem, Charles Bukowski, and Jack Kerouac. Her no sugar shit prose cuts with the honesty and simplicity of Bukowski and the romantic reliability of Kerouac. Her poetry leads like a woman, walking with fire in the footprints of Steinem—breathing sexual liberation, choice, and overall championing women to their birthright of not only equality but leadership.

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Her loyal following of enthusiasts on social media are there not only for her brutal honesty and lyrical grace but also for her lifestyle, which is a mirror of her devotion to joy and refusal to work to work to work to die. Robinson’s films and art shit on the societal “shoulds” and norms and encourage people to ‘build their own box’. She is an outrageous idealist and master at effortlessly marrying the life she wishes to live with her work, and this enrages and inspires many who believe they are trapped.

Robinson’s foray into directing and the multimedia world was in directing a spoken word poetry film in NYC involving 18 women reading the lines from her poem, “This Is For The Women Who Don’t Give a Fuck.” The film was a viral sensation online and was nominated for the 2016 Cannes Corporate Media & TV Awards.

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