I just realized where my chronic need to expose myself (thoughts, feelings, wants, etc.) came from. My chicken-shit soul-bond lovers. 😀 Look, I love you all, but seriously, what can I say? You’re big boys. You just have to take a freaking risk. Nobody is asking you to give yourself to me without reservation; you can still take yourself back if I turn out to be a disappointment, even if that killed me. Literally.