Being totally vulnerable with someone tends to tempt my psyche to go into panic mode. Once I get into full-on panic mode, I get extremely self-destructive. I’m talking binge-drinking even on weekdays, burning bridges for little or no reason, and intentional self-harm. Trying to keep the rational part of my brain in control. Being out of my anti-depressant of choice doesn’t help. Vulnerability s****. It’s like being a fetus without a womb, or an animal that just molted its exoskeleton.