I feel vulnerable and I can't talk about it for another two weeks.

Actually, I feel semi-vulnerable. I'm on the cuff of full-blown felt vulnerability. But I'm not teetering for now.

It's like a part of me is on high alert and wants me to start preparing for doomsday and the other semi-vulnerable part of me is also present but is questioning the high alert status because she doesn't think it is warranted. I feel my defenses but I'm not through the roof with anxiety like I usually am.

I'm in an uncomfortable place but I'm not in the, I want to jump over Niagara Falls place in a barrel yet.