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Onyx381
Male/United States
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Last Visit: 125 weeks ago
Anthony
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Does it make me weak to have a desire in wanting to belong? I'm confident, handsome and independent yet it would be nice to just have that sense of loving belonging. . . to someone. Alot of times, I feel as if God only created me be a drifter, to where I only drift into people's lives bringing them love and beauty, all for it to be un-appreciated. Alot of times, I want alittle more than words. For once, I just want to be hugged or have someone's arm around me. I never had that because I intimidate people. The only person in my life who ever gave me a hug all the time was my father and my step-mother. Back then, I never saw the value in it, but now I do. I never understood the downside of love. My father loved me, yet I hurt him because he was way too controlling. It was only out of love and I never saw it then, but I want it back now. He gave me a sense of belonging. A sense of belonging that I never found in friends nor other family members. Right now, it just hurts as I'm realizing this a few days before Father's Day. My dad was my strongest supporter and he's never forsakened me in a way my mother had. ( I cannot type anymore for that my heart hurts.)