Have you ever felt as though you just don’t seem to belong anywhere? My whole life I’ve always carried around this feeling that I just don’t fit, that something isn’t right, that I don’t belong.
I have this great-big family, filled with all sorts of different characters and personalities. When I say ‘great-big’, I really mean it. I have four siblings, my parents each have 6 and 7 siblings, I’ve got something like 45 cousins at this point. There’s family everywhere. And amongst all of the different personalities and characters that exist within my family, I’ve never really fit.
I’ve tried. Don’t get me wrong, I have really, genuinely, completely made an effort. I just don’t think they understand me. I don’t think they want to understand me.
When I graduated from University, I made myself a promise that I was going to do things for myself for a change. Instead of putting my family first, I was going to put myself first. And I did that. For many years. I liked it. And though I never really felt like I found home during that time, I was content with the understanding that I was living life for me.
Lately I’ve been coming to the realization that home is where the heart is. Whether it be a dingy, overpacked hotel room, a dusty old apartment, or the basement bedroom someone else’s home, if that is where your heart is, that is where your home is.
I can say for certain that my heart is definitely not in this room right now. Nor do I think it will ever be.
I got in a disagreement with my mother today. Which makes sense. We’ve been around each other for 24 hours, so it was bound to happen eventually. I just… as much as I know she has the best of intentions, she’s never really taken the time to get to know me. So we butt heads quite frequently. I’m trying to be sensitive to what she’s going through, but, it’s hard. It’s so hard. And that almost makes me feel worse. I just feel as though I can’t win. She has this expectation that I’m going to be the doting daughter, and I’m not that. I’m not that at all and I never have been. The more I continue to fail at being that, the more I’ll disappoint her and myself in the process.
My heart isn’t here. My heart doesn’t want to be here.
And, as I begin this total reinvention of ones’ self, I can’t help but think that I’m doing this all wrong. Why am I here? I left my heart in a million pieces along the way and I’m scrambling to figure out where to go next or what to do.
I love my mom dearly. She’s an incredible woman and a warrior. I love my whole family dearly. I do. But I don’t belong here. And I know the longer that I stay here the more that it’s going to eat away at my soul. I want to go home. And that’s so sad because I don’t even know what home is anymore.
♡ Here
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Perhaps it’s as close to home as I’ll ever get. ❤️
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Yes I feel the same that sometimes you for to put yourself first infront of everything.It will be for everyone’s good
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Thank you. I needed some added motivation tonight
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My comment got jumbled there😄.Your post was amazing anyway.
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I’ve always felt like I never fit in either. As I’ve got older (I’m 35 now) I see it as a positive thing and really embrace my unique perspective. We have gifts and traits that other people don’t. But I do relate to not knowing where home is. I feel like home is almost like a spiritual home I’m searching for. It’s not in the physical world.
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I can absolutely relate ❤️
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I felt the similar emotion, but since I got independent, I got used to it and forgot the feelings because there were lesser time to spend with my parents and siblings.
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I’m hoping to figure out a plan so that I can have lesser time with parents and siblings. As horrible as that sounds, it just seems easier. Ya know?
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I can relate to this, it’s a horrible feeling but it’s comforting to know that none of us are alone in it. Stick in there! 💪🏻
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I’m sorry you can relate. I thank you for your comment though. It’s always nice to feel a little less alone in this world.
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I totally get you. But it’s good that you know already that you don’t fit and you don’t push yourself in a way that it makes you feel like you have to fit. Eventually you’ll find your “home” but it’s a first step to accept the fact that it’s not in the same place as of your family. You can still love and appreciate each other while being different 🙂
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I totally get you. But it’s good that you know already that you don’t fit and you don’t push yourself in a way that it makes you feel like you have to fit. Eventually you’ll find your “home” but it’s a first step to accept the fact that it’s not in the same place as of your family. You can still love and appreciate each other while being different 🙂
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For me, it’s reconnecting/discovering myself within my internal home, and then letting that guide the external journey. Sending best wishes❤️
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Sounds like a pretty incredible Sunday to me. ❤
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I can totally relate. Wrote a post about the concept of home a few months back, too. I agree with Dwight, I think home is more of a spiritual place and the only way to get there is to be at home inside oneself. I think perhaps life is all about the struggle to find this “home”. I love my family, too. It’s one of those “can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em” dynamics. They may not always understand you, but they’ll always have your back. Sending you loads of love and luck.
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You’re soo right. They don’t understand, but they do have my back. Thank you for reminding me ❤
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I can totally relate to this. Great post!
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Thanks ❤️
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The place I feel at home is Iceland. If only I could find a way to move there.
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I just had an argument with my mother and it is different because she hasn’t been around alot, not during my childhood and not now. I think she is selfish or I truly don’t know the issue. I love you.
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I’m so sorry to hear that. That must have been tough growing up and you must be a very resilient soul.
I know it sounds kind of dumb but if it helps at all – quiet shrugging/mumbling helps my mom calm down. Then she thinks I’m agreeing with her without my actually having to agree with her. Of course your arguments could be totally different from mine and probably are. So disregard all I’ve just said because it sounds silly now that I’m typing it.
Sending love and support and infinite positive vibes ❤️
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This is so inspirational. I felt the same exact way until i got married and had a son. Now i feel my home is with my son and husband. I still feel lonely a lot but i still feel home. What u described was how i felt my entire life until i got married.
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