…out of place? Like you don’t belong in a certain environment and feel like an outcast in a place where you would think you should be feeling the most comfortable?

Do you ever feel that at the hardest times when you want to offer some kind of support, you suddenly become the problem? Kind of like, you want to help that certain someone facing a hardship because of the strong friendship you believe you have but instead you are the one they push away the most for some reason that you may be unaware of?

And doesn’t the feeling just hurt? It makes me wonder… if you can’t be there with that dear friend to help them through the hardest time, but can be with them during ease without any problems, is your friendship as strong as you thought? And who is to blame? The one trying to help their friend or the one pushing their friend away?

And do you ever feel like your past haunts you? A past that didn’t seem like a big deal because you were in the process of learning patience and how to properly handle those situations but has now become the reflection you see everytime something from that past comes near? Sigh.