Love My Tribe

I’ve been searching for “my tribe” my entire life.

It’s taken me 48 years to find them .

I got stuck in the wrong tribe and due to the longing I had to belong, I stayed even though I never really fit. Yes, I looked like them, but still didn’t belong.

One day I wandered into another tribe and discovered not only that I fit…. but that they had been waiting for me.

No more “square peg in the round hole” feeling.
I have found my tribe…… I’m gonna LOVE them HARD.

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