Personal Narrative: My Vulnerability

The time I moved was the time experienced being vulnerable. An introduction into an unfamiliar culture can come as a shock to many, but I found many positive opportunities present themselves with a clean. As the outsider trying to fit into a tight-knit class of students, the need to present myself time and time again was frustrating. It seemed as if I was a door-to-door salesman trying to push a product to the people. I spent days trying to sell what I offered to each new person I encountered, wondering if I had created a lasting impression. The people that had known me the longest hadn't known me longer than a week. I as if nobody understood me yet. I then realized that I was looking at my vulnerability all wrong. Vulnerability is not a negative