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I’ve lived in the same house for my entire rememberable existence. And I’ve lived in the same small town my entire life. So for me, attachment to home is deeply sight-based. The roads and paths and trails of my town are all known to me, and seeing them never had to register in my mind.…

My obsession with not being outcast frightens me sometimes. Growing up, I’ve been concerned with adults judging me to be worthy of being seen as their equal. Any time someone older that me exchanges a thought or two with me, my brain immediately tries to shut down my personality and instead provide the “correct” responses.…

To witness happiness from afar but not feel you wholly belong to that happiness creates a type of loneliness that isn’t completely sad nor happy. It is like an indentation, or a reminder of something that was or should be in a certain place but isn’t. Are there people who truly only enjoy acting like…