It’s obvious I don’t have any friends or family that cares in real life by the number of people who checked in on me after I left an abusive relationship even though I have been the first one there to help pull people back up in the past.

It’s obvious I don’t have any real friends from the number of answers I got from my pleads for help when I knew something was wrong neurologically and my parents acted like they didn’t care ( spoiler alert, it was epilepsy combined with CPTSD and a kundalini awakening) awful trifecta of a combination, 10/10 do not recommend.

I knew I had no real friends male or female, when no one was there for me at my biggest moments of need. The only one I had was me, so I’m learning to be my own best friend, and come to to find out, I’m a pretty cool chick once you get to know me. Something that has taken me just about 36 years to realize. Now I just want to find my Tribe of people like me. Artists, writers, philosophers, theorists, intellectuals, underdogs, the other warriors… the kind of characters that Disney movies are written about.

I’m just a girl looking for her tribe of understanding people that won’t judge my extra neurodivergent brain. People who still possess the gift of gab and know how to have an intelligent conversation. A group of people that wonders about what’s out there that’s bigger than us. I’m as curious as a cat, but loyal as a dog.