One: Getting to know you.
You notice that you and this individual have a lot in common; the same interests or maybe they’re the complete opposite of you and somehow their personality compliments yours well. Okay. This could work. You only have one or two close friends at the moment and it would be nice to have another.
Two: Investing time.
You you start hanging out on a regular basis, talking everyday, gleaning more information as time goes on. You may even start to learn little things that you dislike about the person but it’s cool; doesn’t detract from the overall picture.
Now it’s been a few weeks or months, you’re feeling comfortable and confident that this is a forever friendship. You start to feel you want to touch the dark parts. I have a secret. It’s a secret I want to share with you because you’re my friend. But, I know your beliefs, your morals, your comfort zone. Do I think you can handle my darkness? Should I even put that on you in the first place?
This is where friendships usually do or die. The beginning stages are easy. It’s fun. You change a little to cater to that person in order to fit in. They’re probably doing the same. But there comes that point where you want to be honest. You want to take that chance, expose everything about you, because it would ultimately be the best feeling in the world. It’s a trial hiding your true thoughts after a while. You don’t expect the person to agree with you 100% every single time but you hope they can at least understand where you’re coming from.
Ammunition. That’s what exposing yourself is. Is it good ammunition or bad? Everything shared can be used to empower you or used against you. To care is to risk. Is it worth the risk?
I don’t know. I guess we’ll see.
Here we go — here’s me spilling me.