Talked to my therapist today. She made me realize the importance of showing my vulnerabilities and not end up like my father. When i was younger, i was an enigma. No one really knew who i was other than religion, hobbies, and a fake smile. I didn’t show my weaknesses to anyone, not even family. The more i thought about it, the more i realized i was afraid of being like my father. I didn’t want to distance myself emotionally from a woman longing for intimacy with me. I also didn’t want to end up distrusting everyone. After so many years, i’m beginning to show who i truly am beneath.