Half

[azurelunatic]

I suppose it might be like knowing you were born missing a limb or two. You have two arms and two legs, and so does everyone around, but you can remember what it was like to have four arms, in your dreams, and you wake up and you only have the two.

And everybody around you has no idea what you're missing...

Some days you pretend you had only two arms. No one who sees you will know the difference.

Except, maybe, some of the other people who should have had four arms see you, and maybe they say, "You know, you might be missing a limb or two; have you ever noticed that?"


And it's so obvious to you, and they point it out like it should have been obvious, and you should have seen it, only they know you might think them crazy to have said anything...

Comments

[nalidoll.livejournal.com]

scanning past this numerous times on my friends list, and reading it again and again, i have realized you have hit upon something that can be applied to so many different things.

you need to share this. alot.
because there are so many people who have Had Something Different going on with them who try to pretend and know it is the rare person who sees this and reminds them not to fool themselves with pretending who need an analogy like this to keep them company when they don't know which way to see it.

aand yes, that was an awful sentence. later, when i have slept, i am going to diagram it just for fun to see if i can and to see how badly i mangled our fair language.
heh.

[hai-kah-uhk.livejournal.com]

Otherkin?

[amberite.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Exactly

[dragontdc.livejournal.com]

Very nicely said. And it's so true. It doesn't matter what the nature of those missing limbs might be, it's the knowledge that somehow things are not as they used to be, or should be. The truth is that there are many out there who feel the same way, and unless we open up and reach out, risking derision and even persecution, we cannot connect with the others who share our feelings.

[redshoeson.livejournal.com]

?? ^_^

[ornjkitty.livejournal.com]

Meeting Bryan was quite like that.
The dizzying slide as the interlocking pieces of the puzzle that is 'us' slid together in their properly alloted places. [And I mean that in the strictly metaphorical sense, although the other is not far off the mark, either.] ;)
The lightbulb that goes on over your heads simultaneously -- "So THAT'S what I was missing all along!"
[And nothing like that indignant "Where have you BEEN for the past thirty years or so!" as you tap your feet ... **giggle**]
Yup. Definitely something to be said for that. Amazing how one ever learned to live without it!

[chorus-of-chaos.livejournal.com]

okay, creepy..I was thinking about a book of short stories I had at one time just the other day, and one of my favorites in the story was about this family visiting the zoo, and the boy is foolish and sticks his arm in some animals cage and gets it ripped off, and the family is like oh he's so disfigured now, blah blah and the final line in the story was the doctor saying "no really, when people this young lose an arm they learn to adapt with just having three."

The whole book was like that, with wierd surprise endings that made you stop and go "wha?"