I don’t belong here. I could fight to belong. I could plead, beg, grovel, plan, deceive, lie, cheat, become a saint, pray, meditate, write, work for the down trodden, believe in god, raise my voice to the heavens, shake a fellows shirt so he’ll see me, reveal me to congeal me, but when I put my foot on the ground of a place I don’t belong…nothing, the puzzle piece doesn’t fit. Accept and move on.
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I truly believe that I was not cut out for this life either. I can get by in life. Meaning I am smart enough to work through my issues and carry on in life…. but I am just getting tired of it and really dont want to anymore.
My life has been such shit for so long…. I am really tired of the struggles. The battles and all the pain I go through. Again I could keep going in life… and maybe even turn my life around to the point where I have things pretty good. But I am just tired of it all. I was dealt a shitty hand in life and I had things come into my life as a child that has set me on a course of pain and trauma for my whole life.. and I am just sick of it. Life has not been fair to me.. and this life has not been good for me. I just wish it would be over
Beautifully written. There are others with no footing as well. Sometimes I feel like the only liberation for any of us is through solidarity.. But I hate meeting new people.
What happens when you can accept but nowhere to go?