私のばしょはどこ？
Where is my space? Where do I belong?
Who am I turning into?
Is this transformation something I'm comfortable with?
Who am I doing this for, really? Is this going to benefit me? Is this going to benefit other people? (gosh, I hope so...)
No matter how much THEY claim that THEY'RE not exclusive, it's an inescapable fact that THEY are, indeed, exclusive.
And I understand that. As humans, we're geared to detest changes. We're wired to be skeptical of what's foreign to us.
I think that's exactly what I am to them - foreign.
Who am I to them? I hardly talk, I fail to hug every single person in the room, and I don't feel quite the same urge as they do to jump up and down every time someone says the word "energizer."
I am just there. I listen. I take notes. I try.
I try to belong.
They say they appreciate the fact that I try. They label me - courageous, beautiful, eager, bursting with potential. Maybe it was all just lip service.
