The Power of Vulnerability
Sorry, I have to say sorry. But I want to share something more with everyone.I deeply appreciated teacher that you let everyone share his or her story about vulnerability.
Actually, after this class and I went back to my dorm and wrote a post and I said:
This is an unforgettable lesson.
A lesson that try to dig our mind out.
Each of us are story teller.
We always find some deep in our mind.
Everyone own his or her story.
A story belong to your deep mind.
We were all crying in this class.
Story teller was crying, listener was crying, too.
I did a wrong explain yesterday.
I said: I want to be "their" best friend. I want to get "their" trust.
I always make a friend and devote myself to "the one". I make several friends like "the one" so I call "they/them/their". Just like girls, what is called"閨密".
I'm a vulnerable boy. I'm not strong as my friends think. I'm not happy as my friends see. I always think there's a little girl live in my mind. Each of my friend who I devote my self to him always makes me disappointed. But I still believe that I will find someone who will accompany me forever. After many failure, I still keep finding and fighting for myself until age of 18. I'm a college student now. I'm not lively like before. I don't want to make any "friends" anymore as long as we can talk to each other and help each other, that is enough.
Sometimes I thought about my past, I would cry. It sounds childish but I know I'm a emotional person so I can understand more what people's feelings. I always listen to some sad songs and write some sad words to release my soul to prove I'm not alone.
I think I lost something but I get something precious at the same time. I learn a lesson which is meaningful to me. I try to use another angle to see my life and I believe I will find some beautiful scenes that I never see.
Teacher, thank you. It was also a meaningful class for me. I will always remember what we said and those tears that dropped from your and my eyes.
