True belonging has forever felt inaccessible to me. As far back as I can remember, I have felt like a little bit of an alien, like an outsider looking in. My inner voice is always saying: I don’t belong here I don’t belong here why can’t I belong here? The only real belongingness I’ve ever felt in my entire life is in my home with these four particular people. So as my kids grow up, it’s not just a loss of identity that I’m struggling with but a loss of the only belongingness I’ve ever felt. It’s really hard.
