belonging

Ugh. I hate to admit it; I have a need to belong. There, I said it. You never feel that need as strongly as when you don't belong anywhere.

I need a place. I sincerely wish that I didn't. I heard a preacher dude on the radio today say that none of us are self-sufficient; we all need each other. But what if the people that you need, don't want you to need them? Then what?

I just have this constant, nagging feeling that I'm tolerated. I'm quite sure that I'm too old to change my personality now, to try to get people to like me. So, if I was born one of those unlikeable people, is there hope? Hmm, hope. THAT is the subject for another blog