I’ve been honoured and flattered to be asked by The Holistic Wayfarer to contribute a piece to her blog, A Holistic Journey. If you’re unaware of that space, consider this your gateway post! (Sorry, addiction humour.) HW has created a wonderful, inviting space and is surrounded by a community that is disarmingly gentle, soulful and supportive. I couldn’t have asked for a better place to have my first guest piece posted.
The piece is a part of a series called Belonging that the HW has created to highlight the struggle that we all have in trying to be a part of, not apart from. The want and need to belong seems hard wired in us, and there is great internal strife when we feel that we are the outside looking in. That was my own experience for oh so many years. Some wonderful bloggers share their own stories in this week’s series, and am excited to be given the opportunity to be amongst some fantastic writers and folks. Please check them out.
I always had a secret mission. In it, I took notes on the Earthlings and reported all findings to the mothership. The assignment seemed simple enough, but it was a long, lonely ordeal. You see, living as an imposter wasn’t for the weak-minded. To do what I needed to do – survive – my goal was to stay as separate from the hominids that populated this planet. This sort of science-fiction mentality saved my life…until I found the one true thing that would skyrocket me to my own private Krypton. Alcohol.
Whether it was the bullying or the apathy in the aftermath of the shoving and name-calling, I never felt quite at home in my own skin. Even as a child, I felt that everyone except me had gotten a manual for living – a set of volumes outlining what one needed to do to thrive in life. How to…
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