I can't help it. I feel so lost here. I don't fit, I don't belong. I want to go home. I miss everyone. I just want to cry and cuddle. I need a hug.
I know mama is gonna read this and I don't know that anyone else does but I just need to vent. I try to like it here but I can't. I try to make good friends but... They aren't real. Perhaps it's just the move but I just can't find my way into this small-town life. I miss home. I miss Minnesota.
I'm an outcast. I can see it when people look at me. Indirectly, they are telling me I don't fit, that I won't fit. I've never actually felt like this before. I've always just soaked into the social caste. That's not the case here.
I know mama is gonna read this and I don't know that anyone else does but I just need to vent. I try to like it here but I can't. I try to make good friends but... They aren't real. Perhaps it's just the move but I just can't find my way into this small-town life. I miss home. I miss Minnesota.
I'm an outcast. I can see it when people look at me. Indirectly, they are telling me I don't fit, that I won't fit. I've never actually felt like this before. I've always just soaked into the social caste. That's not the case here.
1 comment:
Oh honey.. I'm sorry it's been so rough. It's not you. You surely know that. ?? This is just one of life's stepping stones. It's not the end, by any means.
It is harder coming to a very small town. I told you it would be. It will take more time.
I know you're not happy now, but please know, and I know you do, that for now, this move was a must. After some time, it will give me the experience I need and will then enable us to go wherever we want!
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