Being Queer, aka Being Lonely

<p>I&rsquo;ve always been good at being alone. Or so I tell myself, at least. Being lonely on the other hand, you never get used to it. That feeling of sitting cross-legged in a bottomless pit where people cannot reach you, but only look over the edge and find your shade. And there&rsquo;s no ladder. If you want to get out, you&rsquo;ll have to claw yourself out with fingernails dug deep into its darkish walls.</p> <p>As an only child, I feel there&rsquo;s a naturally born loneliness within you. I&rsquo;ve certainly felt it. So many times, that I&rsquo;m now convinced that it has become a part of my identity. Definitely, with the path I chose to go on as a grown-up, loneliness would prove to be a lasting companion.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/prismnpen/being-queer-aka-being-lonely-14f87cb149cf"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>
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