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Shared Vulnerability
Ivana Bukovac
Oil on canvas, 2026
Somewhere, when she'd still been working security contracts, she'd seen an interview with an old, smiling imam, whose name she didn't remember. The one thing he'd said that stuck with her was, I am a human being. Anything that happens to human beings could happen to me. One time and another in the years since, she'd taken comfort from that. Or warning. People fall in love, so maybe I will too. People get jobs, so maybe I will too. And people get sick. People have accidents. And now, she supposed, people are divided from their families by war and history. And so that could happen to me too.
James S.A. Corey, Persepolis Rising (2017), ch 42
renegotiating boundaries
B & I finally asked M & K for their thoughts on moving the boundaries so that we can feel more polyamorous, rather than monogamous until sex starts. We’ll hear from them tonight.
Renegotiating boundaries can be scary because there’s always a chance everything could just end, right then and there (most extreme scenario; I’m tempted to say worst-case scenario, but I recently heard that regardless, it is always a good thing ~ if your needs aren’t being met, then it might be time to re-evaluate whether or not to continue the relationship, as hard as that might be).
On the flip side, I have to be vulnerable and put Bridges and my needs out there, and give our partners the opportunity to comfort us // quell our fears // renegotiate // lay their needs on the line // come to agreements with all taken into consideration // etc. They won’t know unless we tell them; we won’t know unless they tell us. Nothing deepens intimacy like shared vulnerability.
Here’s to being vulnerable🥂
Watching Sri Lankans parade the Tamil Tiger leader Velupillai Prabhakaran’s mutilated corpse, Rahul Gandhi wondered, “Why they are humiliating this man in this way?” It was this merciful vision that Gandhi, after years of grief and righteous rage, expressed recently as he forgave those who killed his father, Rajiv. Rahul Gandhi may turn out to be another self-seeking dynast. But there is dignity in his dissent today from a worldwide culture of cruelty; and it is a rare reminder that many frozen seas of pity will have to melt before we regain a semblance of civil society.
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give me every thread w harley && our golden boy.