Reblogged: Square Peg

By L.T. Marshall

This is me.

A square peg in a board of round holes that we call society.

I can’t say when I first noticed it, I mean, really saw that compared to those around me every day I just didn’t quite seem the same. I guess I was too young to realise what that really meant. To be an odd shape or an oddball that could not slide into the space life reserves for the round pegs around us.

While they smoothly nestled into what was expected on the big board of life and met all those imagin...