This is my favourite Post Secret this week and it may be related to how I’m feeling. I’m here on a body of water and sometimes it feel very black and very deep. Even though I’m not afraid of the black water I am afraid of myriad other things, namely the people that surround me right now. Every time I see them I hope that things will be different, that somehow by wishing them to treat me like I was one of them–a family member–that they will but with the exception of one or two they either fake being nice or just act as if I’m not there. So even though I’m not looking for an “in love” relationship I keep hoping for love from the source that one would think of as a natural one. In my family, it isn’t.
This body of water reminds me of all the years I’ve felt like an outcast in my own family and how even now as an adult I still feel the black water is about to envelope me.



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