I've always had this place, this state of mind, in my head that no one has ever been able to understand.
It's that place between this awful world and that peace and comfort; it's where I feel alive, like a live wire. I get excited and I'm overwhelmed by emotion. I feel PASSIONATE... Like I could create anything with the right tools. I wish to tell everyone how much they mean to me and the impact they've had on me (I never do). I always want to travel by myself, bring a camera, and meditate; appreciate all that's around me.
THAT is ME. THAT is what I AM. I live for those moments. I seek every opportunity to feel that way.
But you see, no one sees ME. No one understands the potential my nerves want to reach at the most confusing and random times. No one gets it. It's utterly exasperating.
And when no one gets it, it's personal. When people don't support my wishes and goals, I want to scream "DON'T YOU KNOW ME? DON'T YOU love ME?". Because no, they don't. They don't know my reason for my healthy ways, they don't understand my urge to serve a mission. They don't support it.
I wish to be supported.
Not even my very best friends understand it. Not even my best friends support me.
When I find the one who does, I won't let them go. I will spend eternity with them.
I wonder why I wasn't blessed with the ability to write beautiful words- words that will impact those who hear or read them, but I hope maybe this described that in-between that no one can see.
The best I can describe it?
I feel infinite.
