I struggle big time with fully putting myself out there.   “Putting out” to me means walking through life with my true self at the helm. (And not the sexual innuendo, although I’ll admit it’s a sweet gimmick to get your attention. Stay with me a moment as I explain…)   See, I’m fully capable of sharing the vulnerable aspects of me that I’ve sorted out. The neuroses and insecurities that I’ve neatly analyzed, compartmentalized, and digested as ‘comfortably uncomfortable enough to share.’ Like the fact that I have a fear of abandonment, but I’m working through it enough to...