15/08/2026
I’ve always found it quite difficult to be vulnerable,
Or to show it.
Which is a bit ironic really, given that I spend so much of my time encouraging my clients to be vulnerable, to let their guard down and to be completely themselves 😄
But somehow, doing it myself has always felt a little harder.
I think part of me believed I needed to have it all together. To be the strong one. To keep going. 😌
But as I’ve got older, I’m realising just how much strength there actually is in vulnerability.
And I’m getting better at it. 👐
Not perfectly. Definitely not every day. But I’m learning.
Because being vulnerable takes trust. 🙏
Trust in the right people… that they’ll hold what you share with kindness and without judgement. But also trust in yourself. 🙏
Trust that you can let someone see the messy bits and the world won’t suddenly fall apart. That you can cry in front of someone. 😢
Say “I’m struggling.” Admit that you don’t have the answer. Or simply say, “Actually, I’m not okay today.”
Sometimes those moments are the ones that bring us closer. Because when we stop trying so hard to appear fine, we give people the opportunity to meet the real us.
And something quite beautiful can happen then. We create space for honesty. For deeper connection. 💕
And perhaps, without even realising it, we give someone else permission to take their own mask off too.
I think we sometimes imagine vulnerability means being weak or exposed. But maybe it’s actually about being brave enough to be seen. ✋️
Not by everyone. We still need boundaries. We still get to choose who we trust. But with the right people? ❤️
We don’t have to have it all together!! Maybe our messy, imperfect, very human selves are more than enough. 🤍
And perhaps that’s where the really meaningful connections begin.
