A Lonely Soul

I feel this deep loneliness, tears wishing to escape, to roll down my cheeks. Most days I am ok with not really having any friends, no one to talk to that understands me, that understands the feelings I have. Most days I just pet my animals and feel happy they are here for me.

Then there are days like this, where I really wish I had someone who understands most of me, realizes I just need a hug and to hang out. Someone who accepts my sadness, yet someone I can be goofy with, someone to laugh with. A person who appreciates my "sick" sometimes even morbid sense of humor. (Often it is just a sexual silly sense of humor, I love to take things way too far, sometimes I even have to stop and say "woah that was too far").

I understand that I am pretty much no one's "cup of tea" I have come to accept this. People will kindly chat with me, but that is about it. I read these memes about finding your tribe. I know there has to be more people that feel passionate about the things I do. I know you are somewhere out in the world.

Where I live now is not where I belong. Where are the people that care about the environment? The people who don't view dandelions as weeds. The people who don't feel the need to kill the planet, so their lawns look the way society has deemed appropriate. The people that don't spray the fields with all the chemicals that are bad for us, the animals, the planet. Where are these people that care about the poisons the governments regulators have deemed "ok" in our food, in our medicines. Where are the people that are tired of hearing the words "sexual assault" when it is rape. Rape is rape, sexual assault is a vast array of horrible other things people do to each other. There has to be people out there that get as upset and feel the deep passion to try to change things for the better. Where are you?

I do not belong here.