#feelingoutofplace

Today felt like a room I didn’t belong in. Nothing loud, nothing dramatic just a quiet series of moments that didn’t sit right.

People spoke, but not to me. Laughter happened, but not around me. And somehow, even in a crowd, I felt misplaced… like I had been gently moved aside.

It wasn’t anger. It was something softer, heavier the kind that lingers in your chest without asking for attention.

So I stayed quiet, watched the day pass by, and carried the weight of small things that felt bigger than they should have.

Tell us about a time when you felt out of place. Have you ever found yourself in a room full of people yet feeling completely out of place? Maybe it was a new job, a new community, or even a family gathering where you just didn’t seem to fit in. I’ve been there. 💭😔 I remember one particular time vividly. Everyone around me seemed to have everything together — their conversations flowed…

A few weeks ago, I put up a post about Writing groups and asking if they were any good. Last night I took the chance and went along to one. It was a strange experience, and I am not 100% sure if I am going to stick it out, but I went along to see what it was all about. The anticipation for this almost made me back out. my the wife made me go. The first thing I should mention is that I was, by…

Do you ever feel like you have multiple personalities living inside you and that a different one comes out depending on who you’re with?