I always thought I had to be tough on the exterior and letting people in was the last thing I would do. The idea of vulnerability put far more fear in my veins than any race, wrestling match, or speaking event. To share my feelings would make me so vulnerable people would see right through me, would see that I’m well - human. This class has given me an opportunity to be vulnerable, no one has yet come up to me and said that I’m fake or inhuman, incapable. They’ve come around and shared stories of heartbreak, loss, and growth. Turns out we’re all not as broken as we thought.