People Are My People
3 min readFeb 26, 2019
Tribe.
For what feels like decades, I have been trying to find my tribe.
My soul aches for community. I long for people who “get” me. I long to fit in. I long to be a part of a community that understands the lesser-understood parts of me.
I long to find my people.
As I go through life, I line others up for inspection. Will she do? Will he?