Anyone else know what its like to just not belong, no matter how hard you try to find a place? I've worked so hard to make a place for myself wen I couldnt find one. But some how in the end I didnt even belong in the place I had made for myself. Now Im just floating, wondering where it is that I could belong and weather or not I can actuly put the efforet out to get there once I figure it out. I truly wonder.
DottaLynn21 DottaLynn21
22-25, F
1 Response Sep 2, 2014

I have thought too many times to count that I am the only one like myself. Perhaps it's true, or perhaps its not. The world is big and despite how connected we all are, we are also strangely disconnected.
At first by default I created my own place, population one. There have been those that have loved me and whom I have loved, but in retrospect they weren't enough like me. Now I feel like an architect who has built a house for himself. I like it there. I am creative there. I am thoughtful and sharp there. I explore my interests there. I am accustomed to the way I live.
I have friends who I connect with on certain levels. It's enough to have fun together for certain things, but I mostly keep to myself.
I live a quiet life most of the time, and then I go off and have an adventure. Something big, or something small, but it's something just right to satisfy my need to have an experience that makes me live or feel alive.
I hold the hope that I could still meet someone I consider like myself. Until then I cultivate my passions and live my life. It's put me in the position to rely on myself and my beliefs. It's made me stronger, because I chose to use it to make myself stronger.
Have you ever seen the movie, Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain? The first half of the movie paints the picture perfectly. The second half is the hope we all have.