We arrive here (or as I say, get dropped here) through a family, but that never resonated with me. One of my earliest memories is being five years old, standing (more like floating) outside my childhood home’s kitchen window, looking in at my Earth mom, dad, and sister, and wondering, Who are they? I never really felt a connection to them. Maybe to my Earth father at times. But overall, it has been exhausting and painful for me. Maybe it would have been a tiny bit more tolerable if I were an only child, but that is another conversation about siblings.

Years ago, I got sucked into researching my lineage through a certain ancestry website, and honestly, I’d like my time and money back. I also never understood celebrating holidays or participating in rituals (christenings, family reunions, funerals, weddings, and so on). Those things have always felt like a chore and a complete waste of my time and focus.

I’ve always marched to the beat of my own drum, and part of me wishes I had left home at 18 and never looked back.

Can anyone else relate?