Welcome to the lost ones like me
Who were found by no one but themselves-eventually.
So how did I feel different today, a bit scared....then loved it?
Oh yeah..when I walked into fat club and wished I didn't have to be there. Until people started to open their mouths and share
The international, the x3 times attender, the longtimer with a long stretch, the others who probably don't want to be there either. And me. Talking about...me, how I'm starting to be brave....at 43.....risk my identity in creating my TRIBERSITY. That's when I shared my difference and loved it.
I swear people I was not meaning to make this talk rhyme when I started writing. That phase between the awareness of needing to sleep and sleep gets my guard down.
Were you always the "sensitive" one in your family?
Welcome My Tribe....pleased to meet you.
P.S.
I'm honestly not trying to be different....I realise after fighting it, I just am.
