Good home

Sep 16, 2022 00:36

I wish I could understand why I can never fully connect with reality. I don’t feel endless pain, bouts of debilitating terror, crippling loneliness. I feel like a program written to catalogue and search but never rest. Like part of me has to be tied up in, and fixated on, a temporary purpose.

I come from a good home, I live in a good home and yet I am always searching for a good home.
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