I am so vulnerable in recovery. It's like the moment you turn your neck to some one to stick a needle in there. My whole life is in their hands. At that moment, I can feel pain, pleasure, fear. And I frequently find it impossible to communicate my feelings . You have been digging around for awhile so I end up bruised and disappointed.
It is hard to show a person that part of yourself that you normally cover up. My neck is so close to my heart. I hear my pulse in my ears. It echoes through my thoughts. I want to show you my neck. For once, I am not with a predator. I can be vulnerable and alive.