I don’t belong here; I feel so alone.

Kristy Bertenshaw
2 min readJan 28, 2020

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As far back as I can remember,
I’ve felt like I was on my own in this world.
I could be in a room full of people,
And feel empty,
Isolated,
Alone.
I don’t belong here.

You smile at me,
I smile right back,
But behind my smile lies pain,
The terror,
Will, you see me?
I mean, really see me?
The darkness & madness,
The sadness & grief,
The heartbreak.
The humiliation,
Trembling,
Wondering,
Waiting.
Will today be the day I’m found out?
And you learn my secret — my very private shame.

If we could just open our eyes,
And take a fresh look at the world,
Maybe we could see,
Anything is possible on the other side of heartbreak & pain —
Everything is possible on the other side of grief.
That is why we are irresistibly pulled towards it,
Our heart yearning to feel healed and whole.

It is the resistance,
And the silence,
That causes darkness to seep into our soul,
And makes the world turn into faded shades of grey,
Creating our stories of sadness,
And that very feeling of isolation and loneliness,
Which makes us blind,
So we miss what is right in front of our eyes.

We can’t heal if we can’t grieve,
We can’t forgive if we can’t grieve,
To heal your own broken heart,
Grief is where you need to go — it is where you must go.

Imagine every person who has walked on this earth before,
Billions & billions from the dawn of time,
The rise and fall of empires,
Centuries past,
Family lost.
We are a part of this, right from the very beginning.
We have always been a part of this.
We already have our place in history,
So how could we ever be alone?
How is it possible that we don’t belong?

The very fact that we were born means we matter,
Means we belong,
Means there is a reason for our existence,
And that in itself is magic —
It is our very own personal miracle.

If you feel lost in a world of heartbreak and suffering,
First, stand still.
Feel the pain, really feel it.
Then run towards it.
On the other side of pain and grief is healing,
And most of all,
Freedom,
Fulfilment,
And Love.
You do belong, we belong,
We are never alone.

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Kristy Bertenshaw
Kristy Bertenshaw

Written by Kristy Bertenshaw

I love to write bite-sized stories, essays & poetry. Revenue Generation & Growth Specialist | Passionate About Using Technology & Storytelling to Drive Results.

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