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There’s a story I’ve been telling myself for a very long time. And the story centers around how I don’t belong. I’m the oddball, the ugly duckling. The artist. That I’m too …whatever… to be included. And everyone must already know that I’m unworthy of their acceptance and admittance and that’s why I am alone….
We were planning to attend a party on a Saturday afternoon. I remembered from a previous year, and a previous weekend, that my son had been the littlest guy there and the monkey in the middle. Wanting to be of “help”, I said that I too felt like an outsider in groups sometimes and secretly…
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