Hoping to be Accepted

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While I live
I am not always loved

While someone hears me
They do not always understand me

While I feel
Others will not accept my emotions

Still, I breathe and hope for love, understanding, and clarity.
As a human, I reserve the right to be wrong from time to time.

Yet, still, I hope for acceptance

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I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.

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5 thoughts on “Hoping to be Accepted”

    2. Sonali, I frequently step over the line. I grew up in abject poverty, with many blurred lines around me. I learned I had to accept myself, warts and all, and build a tough shell around my heart. You will belong, just as quickly as you accept yourself, warts and all. It is the rest of the world that has a problem in not seeing you properly.

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