Shame was the reason I made room for vulnerability.
We all committed to parachute that day,
After toughen up myself for years,
Backing out last minute
Taking off that suit,
Left me embarrassed.
Smithereens of my masculinity scattered across the floor.
A few days later it was I realized,
That maybe my concept of masculinity wasn’t suitable,
And had to be taken off,
Like that parachute.
Understanding that vulnerability is not a weakness,
That confessing one’s fears doesn’t surrender yourself to
Little did I know, that there was more to it than that.
You will be hurt,
And maybe, taking off your armor will be used against you.
People do that from time and it most likely will happen.
And that’s the crux of the matter:
You can either choose to take your armor back on
For the next person,
Or you’ll furthermore commit to being vulnerable,
Aware that you’ll contingently plunge painfully
Without safeguard or parachute.
And that it's worth it.
For the simple reason that
This was never about other people,
But you, being yourself veraciously.