Spfpp 267 Home is Where the Work is to be Done

I’ve been struggling g with “fitting in” and I think it’s because I’ve allowed so much of my social media consumption to dictate how I behave even if I don’t agree with it. 

I took a break from social media and really reconnected with these repressed aspects of myself that I started to believe were “wrong” back when I went to visit Germany in October, and then realized there’s nothing wrong with me, or anyone who thinks there is. 

In my travels and moments where I’m disconnected from social media, what I’ve started to ponder is where I belong, where my people are, what’s my community, and how do I find people like-minded who I can absorb from and pour into?

Reality is I’ve not been able to connect with people on a genuine level because I’ve not been myself, I’ve been a product of the algorithm telling me how to interact with these strangers online through likes, comments, and shares. 

Many of my thoughts aren’t “like” worthy and a lot of things I desire or believe in leave me isolated because the people who most put themselves out there operate in extremes, whereas most people who think realistically just aren’t involved in putting themselves out there to be connected with. 

That all said, my place I belong is wherever the fuck I create the space to be, and that’s wherever there’s the work to be done that only I can do. I’m here for it.