"Misplaced" - a letter to myself...kinda
I decided to upload this, for whatever reason. Don't really know why. Guess I just needed to vent? Hope you don't mind.
Have you ever felt...misplaced? You're surrounded by people who know you, and you know them.
Maybe they're friends, family, or acquaintances you're just around often, even. People you know you can talk to and join in on a conversation fairly easily. For me, without going into too much detail, my entire class (my friend group. It's a small class) felt kinda foreign to me. A couple of them I was never particularly close to, a..."friend" and I had a falling out, so it was uncomfortable to talk to him for more than a minute or two. I was always welcome to hang out with my best friend and her boyfriend, but I always ended up feeling like a third wheel, since Sunday mornings were the only times they really got to talk to each other in person. I was pretty close with my best friend's lil sis, but...the "friend" was always too busy flirting with her. And the only other person and I have a "frienemy" type relationship. So she was an automatic no.
As you can see, I'm not really ALONE because I was surrounded by friends. So with my friend group feeling suddenly uncomfortable, where was I to go? Who was I to hang out with? My mom would kill me if she caught me ignoring people at church if I pulled out my phone. But there's a hallway. The hallway. Next thing I knew, I was telling my best friend that I was going to the bathrooms, which wasn't technically a lie, since the bathrooms are in that hallway. My back was pressed up against the wall as I sat on the floor, my eyes closed, thinking soft thoughts.
Even though there was no one in that hall with me, though I was alone, I didn't feel like it. It didn't feel like I was misplaced either. Sitting there in that hall, with just me, it felt...
...Like I fit in.
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