A Home
My biggest regret in all these years is never really having my own home. I have lived in many places throughout my adult life. Mostly temporarily, and mostly with stuff that I clung too because it made me feel validated. But it has been a really long time since I’ve felt like I’m home.
Part of the reason is moving to a different country, different culturally, and always being asked where I’m from. Has resulted in me feeling like this is not my home.
Part of the reason is that I have not been happy in a really long time. Caught up in obligational relationships does not help define a home life, and its beginning to feel like I may never be home.
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