Thanks, Greenhopper, for sharing that. I really needed to be reminded of that.
I recently allowed myself to be vulnerable in a big way, having opened my heart to a man whose words and actions led me to believe it was reciprocal and that there were prospects for the future--only to have him panic suddenly and slam the door shut on it, me, and any conversation about it.
It's clear to me that he was ashamed of his vulnerability, whereas I was unafraid to show mine. Sure, after the fact those second-guessing thoughts crossed my mind that I should have played my cards closer to my vest to protect myself, but in this case I had no other choice but to go for it in a big way. Sometimes your heart doesn't leave you any choice in the matter, even if you're not given to wearing your heart on your sleeve.
I don't regret it--to let yourself be vulnerable in love is a risk, but it reminds you that you are capable of great depth of emotion and that your heart is alive.
It doesn't stop the fact that I'm hurt and disappointed, but I know I'm worthy of something great with the right guy when the time comes.