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My Diary

I Was Homesick for a Feeling

Dear Delyara, Tonight I felt homesick, but not for a place. For a feeling. A kind of emotional safety I’m not even sure I’ve fully had before. The sort of softness where you don’t have to anticipate people. Where you don’t have to explain your tiredness. Where affection doesn’t come mixed with pressure or confusion or withdrawal. I think sometimes homesickness is really longing for a form of peace you haven’t lived in long enough.

Anonymous