I have noticed lately that those I care the most about in this world live in the "inbetween" land of nothingness that I seem to be living in. I am not really sure if it is because we have bipolar/BPD or if it is just we are different. I do know that for years I have been trying to force myself into a life that isn't really something I want, but it's what's expected of me. It's what I am suppose to do. It's what people do so I do it because I don't really know what it is that I want. I don't feel inspired by anything or anyone so I don't know what direction to run in. So I don't run because running in the wrong direction is worse than not running at all.
I wonder if there is a place for those of us who live in the inbetween. I wonder if there will ever be a time when we will truly find the happiness and passion that lives within us. Waiting patiently to break free. Waiting and pretending.
Even in the inbetween we aren't free. I wonder if we ever will be.
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Sometimes, when you don't know which direction to go in, the best thing is actually to just be still. Sometimes waiting is exactly what you need to be doing at that point.
So many things I could say. So I'll just say.... Yeah. That. Exactly.
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