I’ll just come out and say it—I’m pretty bad about talking about myself.
When people ask me questions, my default response seems to be deflecting or saying as little as possible. Not always, sometimes I can be vulnerable and open right away. And if you asked me directly about something about me or something I’m dealing with, I’ll open up right away. And smaller questions—like what music are you listening to (Lately mostly HONNE, Glass Animals, and SABA).
It’s less a lack of vulnerability and more the things in my life have been heavy the last few years+ and I don’t want to unload / burden people with all my problems.
But that’s the thing about friends and surrounding yourself with people—
We share each other’s stuff. The good days, bad days, burdens, successes.
Friends lighten the load and take the weight off our shoulders. It’s almost like the weight of the problems of people we care about weigh less than our own problems (and vice versa). You take some of mine, I take some of yours, and we both walk shoulder to shoulder through life. Kumbaya. Hakuna Matata. That’s how I think it should be anyway.
There’s also a difference between complaining and talking from the heart.
Complaining is perpetual. It’s a concern or dissatisfaction on repeat with—beyond catastrophe, awakening, or the jaws of life—no resolution.
Speaking from the heart is sharing. It’s sharing who you are. It’s showing your cards. Sometimes it’s asking for help, but usually, it’s just having someone that will listen to you.
Maybe unloading all your problems to someone you just met isn’t the best idea. 😜 But we should get comfortable sharing with friends. A good friend is someone you choose to share your life with (and they choose to share with you). Mutually assured love.
STAY BOLD, Keep Pursuing,
— Josh Waggoner | Daily Blog #1285