Aren’t we all vulnerable?
   Don’t we all, at times anyway, feel the inadequacies that come over the days and years of trying to measure up to expectations; parental, societal, or otherwise?
   Even the flaws and frailties, invisible to most, are deeply felt.
   Even by those who fail to see.
   You can’t but help observe the reactions, even if they are only noticeable to yourself.
   Who can you tell, because you should, but who will listen?
   Writing it out might help, if only to remind yourself of the experiences and the need to share with someone.

03/17/2024                                                                         j.g.l.