An imposter in my own hometown. Have I changed, or is it just my perspective? Alienated and alone; I don’t belong here.
Everyone wants to belong. Belong somewhere? To someone? Our belongings are our possessions. So we want to be possessed? By a place? A person? Sounds like hell, some sort of exorcist movie. To belong in a group is to conform. So if you belong; you conform?
But people don’t yearn to conform. They yearn to BELONG. I know the English language is weird, but these definitions don’t add up. We all say we want to stand out, can we stand out and “belong” at the same time? What takes more courage?
I spoke to a friend not long ago – The beautiful, smart, unique person she is was struggling. She said she felt like she didn’t belong anywhere. It’s a lonely feeling, no doubt. But maybe it’s a good thing? When we’re left to our own devices, we have no choice but to get in touch with the person we truly are. Our true Being, unaffected by others’ energy and opinions will start to shine through.
Belonging implies that you’re smack dab in the middle of your comfort zone; and if I’ve learned anything so far in life, it’s that nothing incredible is accomplished there. So the next time you feel like you don’t belong, just embrace it. Something amazing is likely right around the corner, and if you never leave that cozy place where you “belong”, you’ll never find it.