What comes after the flood?
I sat in the rocking chair, and listened to this women talking to me. I wasn't fully in it today. It comes with the territory. I was having an off day, she has grown to understand this. These are the days my responses are short, but sometimes I am very insightful. I told her I felt like my crazy had been showing. I felt like I was never going to be able to go back into that mold of what society accepts. I told her I felt like I was at a crossroads. I told her I wanted to fit in, even though I never had, that there was this longing and yearning to be more. I sat in that rocking chair in that corner of the room, semi blankly staring out the window at the autumn leaves on the trees when she said, " Jess, it's not about you and them. You ARE them. You just don't see it. You can fit in, I never would have known in the grocery store that day I saw you that you are the emotional person in my office." It's not me and them? It's not me living on the outside o