A Letter From Self

I think the worst feeling out of any feelings are the ones that make us believe that something is wrong with us. You know?Either we don’t belong or maybe we don’t fit in. Or maybe we are too compromised and something about this so-called match is subpar or subject to fail because nothing better comes along.Something is missing.Something is off or something is stuck like a machine that lost its rhythm.Do you know what I mean?Something about who (and how) we are is somehow clumsy or not right for the surroundings.And, so, we hold on to what we have because having something is better than having all of nothing. Right? I say this happens with people, places, and things.I say this is the thinking that comes to us when we find ourselves with a group of people. And this can be a personal group. This can be family. This can be friends or this can even be with someone who was, is, or used to be considered a lover.And you look around. Know what I mean?You find yourself out of place. Something…