imagine going through life feeling like an outsider. imagine being surround by people you know, family and friends, and feeling like you don't belong. i can't imagine it is an easy thing to imagine. but it is my life. constantly surrounded by those i love, those who love me and i feel like i am a separate entity, as though i have nothing to add or offer that they could possible want. it is a sad life. it is lonely life.
i don't feel invisible, though at times i wish i were. i feel like i'm in a glass box, separate yet apart. i wish i knew how to break out of the box. i know it is one of my own creation. it would be nice to feel as though i were a part of something, as though i belonged. in my head, somewhere deep down, i know that i do belong. i just don't feel as though i do.
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Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).
...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.
Friday, March 12, 2010
I have lots of thoughts that run around in my head. Some completely random and a bit insane. I try not to let them fester too long. To help I invent small worlds that help me to escape. I run these stories through my head when I have down time...when real thinking is not a necessity...when time sets in for my irrational thoughts to take flight. These stories help to keep me grounded and yet feed off of those issues I bury deep.