An attempt to consolidate my thoughts. I feel
There is
If I could
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Perhaps these sentences best represent my feelings at this moment. Unfinished. Unable to be continued. I will leave them as they are, as a representation of my confused, unhappy state.
Unhappy. Yes, I am. I didn''t know Charlotte held such beliefs. I am finding it difficult to deal with this new information. I think I am angry. I feel similar to how I felt when I saw what was being done to Alice. When I realised what had been done to her. Nobody should suffer like that. No human should be treated like a thing. Not ever.
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Alice just spoke to me. Perhaps she recognised my pain. She offered to make me feel joyful. I told her that her promotion would not work on me. I think she was upset about that. I told her that even if her promotion could work on me, I would not accept her offer. There is a reason that I feel how I feel now. To override my feelings would be wrong.
Perhaps she understood this. I don''t know.
It is at times like this that I most wish that I was normal. I have seen it written often, I have heard it said more than once.
"What is ''normal''?"
"There is no such thing as ''ordinary''."
I can see the truth in these statements. But I can also see the falsity. ''Normal'' is what I am not. ''Ordinary'' is what others have but which I cannot possess; which I cannot know. Everyone in this room can look at everyone else in this room, and understand a little of what they are feeling. Everyone in this room can experience that small but significant connection.
Everyone except me.
In this respect, I am abnormal.
In others also.
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Around me history is taking place. It seems that the forming of a new fellowship of superheroes has been successful. Talk is no longer of how the group may be formed, but of how the group may best proceed.
Around me, there is hope.
Or so I assume.
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I can think of nothing more to write, at this moment.