I swear you are me.
I could have written this post exactly.
My only qualm is what happens when my parents and Jamie go (though I'll go before Jim, I swear!) as they are my people. Sometimes I do get lonely and cry out for support and love - but I just think I haven't found that tribe yet, you know? I like people. It's just the right ones are hard to find.
Yeah, I get that feeling whenever I read you, too, my dear. <3 And isn't it a lovely thing? Hive has been one of the best things in this quest of semi-loneliness. It's shown me there's actually people out there who think like me, who can exist outside whatever is "the norm".
I love that so much, as I feel the same towards my own mother and brother. Which you're not supposed to. When I was younger, my friends could never understand why I hung out so much with my family. Erm because I like them? It took some growing up to realize how lucky that is. How few people actually like their parents and want to hang out with them as they grow older.
You wrote a post, maybe last month (?), about how you met Jamie in England, how you were supposed to meet some other guy somewhere, but then just met Jamie and knew. Can't tell you how much I loved that, and how much hope that gave. <3
Yet. :)
And yeah, I get the feeling exactly.