The Square Peg
Tuesday, May 29
I've been hooked up on TV sitcoms lately, the ones portraying a dysfinctional family going through with the hassles of daily life and their crazy and often moronic antics. Why? Not because I derive pleasure from their somewhat slapstick humor, I'm no masochist (though I sometimes think I am), nor is it because of the clever repartee between the sophists of the show. It's just that, I sometimes think that I'll fit in seamlessly in those families.
It's not that I hate my family, don't get me wrong. They're probably where my sanity is harbored. The world could screw itself over and over again for all I care, so long as my family's safe and sound (theoretically). But I just am, undeniably, the scorched one among the herd, the anomaly in the equation, the fluctuation in the patterns, i.e., the family's black sheep. I'm not the angsty rebellious teen stoned with speed, meth, and/or blue devil (although I used to be, minus all the drugs), I'm just the queer (not in the homosexual context), the one who doesn't belong, the one who often feels that there is a huge rift between himself and his family, a gap that cannot be bridged by mere words, tears, or wounds. Lately I've decided not so much as to go with the flow, but rather, be shoved and dragged with it. It's not that my parents beat me down to blood and pulp, nor do they choke me by withholding resources and priveleges, they have, if anything have been gracious. I just am the abnormality, and that's that.
You may be able to fit a square peg into a round hole if you hammer it hard enough, but that doesn't mean that it belongs there.
Labels: family
thrown by A.Paul @ 00:00,
1 Comments:
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At 04:25,
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reminds me of the movie i saw, "running with scissors." its the weirdest, senseless movie ive seen so far. if you think yer family is screwed, watch that movie, i bet youd feel better :P
