I’ve come back here everyday for about two weeks now and everyday I tell myself I’ll write something. Sometimes though, nothing get created, sometimes when you want creativity you get a void. Let me tell you this void is no friend of mine, but it’s crept it’s way into my life. Do you want this void? I mean you can have it, I’ll try and give it to you. Basically I haven’t been very enthusiastic about anything lately.
I have a tendency to throw myself into a piece of my life, and never want to leave. Never want to do anything else but that sliver of my possibility that I chose. It’s a problem that I’ve always had. I’d like to change it, I mean I would love to, but sometimes doing it is much harder than saying it.
I’ve been with a group of people for quite some time now, a group I care about. Every single one of them are completely different, not a single one is the same. I focused on one person majorly though, and I ended up gaining feeling that were not reciprocated. I mean it sucks but sometimes you just move on, because that’s all you can do.
Have you ever felt like everything about a certain place screamed that you belonged there, but you knew that it would be best to just walk away. I would have been happy to stay where I was, to stay with the group of people I had come to know fairly well. But the people around me, my sisters, my father, my mother, they all suffer to an impatient me. To a me that they felt didn’t want to deal with them at all and just wanted to be alone.
That is never ok.
This is all part of Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday!
I know this piece isn’t cheerful or happy, but I hope you all enjoyed the piece of me I shared in it.