Sometimes you will feel like a stranger.
With people you've loved for ages...
With people whose stories interconnected with your childhood.
With people you once referred to as your people.
I can't tell you how many times I've felt like I was a stranger in circles of people whom I know and love and whose approval I once craved.
I think all of us have felt something like this, but to those of us who have taken big and small steps away from the paths we once followed without question, we have most definitely felt like aliens in places that are supposed to feel like home.
What caused me to feel like a stranger among people I once called my community?
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