No, I'm not friends with them. We're lunch buddies!

Ever since my hibernation from society, I now think deeply, feel deeply. And it's a curse. You understand others, but they don't understand you. Said by someone whose name I forgot.

I no longer have time for frills and frivolity, for the shallow and superficial stuff. I guess I metamorphosed into another human being, and no one likes it. I want to change back to who I was before. but I need this change. My conscience tells me that. Don't adapt to people, don't change for them. Your own tribe will recognize you when they see you, it says. Just wait.

And I'm still waiting. Not for lunch buddies but friends. The way it used to be. 

 

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