I pretend I am not bothered. I act as if I dont care. But I know I am not in the place I wish to be. I live in a bubble. Happy and content. Then I am reminded that it will never be me. To what I am speaking of, I am not comfortable revealing. I just know that my place is not there. My home life is wonderful. I love where I am so dont think this is what I am speaking of, for it is not. The break in my soul I will not reveal...... It breaks me to think of this void that is unfillable. It tears my spirit to know that I can not win. Yet I can not and will not tell of what I am speaking...
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