Fibromyalgia, life lessons, Trauma

What was I made for?

I’ve never really felt like I had a purpose or a place in life and definitely not in the lives of others. Humans are social creatures, we strive for human connection and contact. I’m no different. I just don’t fit for some reason. I’m only ever temporary. I’m ok with that. It doesn’t stop me from wanting to belong though.

It’s time for me to stop worrying about others and just concentrate on myself. Learn to love myself as much as I love others. I don’t think that I can give anymore with nothing in return. I don’t give to get. Stupidly I expect the bare minimum in return. Stupidly I forget that other people’s definition of bare minimum isn’t the same as mine.

I feel like I was put here to mend parts in others and once mended they leave. I don’t want to be that person anymore. If I could learn to love and care for myself the way I do for others what a beautiful thing that would be.

What was I made for? I don’t know how to feel but someday I might – Billie Eilish

What was I made for?

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