top of page

I Don't Fit

I'm coming to terms with an idea lately: that I don't fit. Anywhere. And that's a good thing.

Who am I? What am I about in the world? What should I be doing? We all ask these questions. And we all look around at the world to try to find slots where we can fit ourselves comfortably: I’m an engineer, I’m a mother, I’m an entrepeneur, I’m a this, I’m a that.

I’ve asked these questions a lot and tried to find answers in the various slots the world offers: a good son, a good student, a nice person, a humorist, a screenwriter, a teacher, a musician, a poet, a philosopher, a spiritual seeker. I’ve tried to occupy these slots or combinations of them, but none of them have felt like they quite fit. And that has led to the question, “What the hell’s wrong with me?”

It’s dawning on me that nothing the hell’s wrong with me. The world just hasn’t seen a Me before. So how could it have a ready-made slot for me? Not feeling like I fit in is a good thing. It means I’m honoring my unprecedented Self. Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote, “Do not go where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”

I say something similar this way, while also desecrating the spirit of traditional haiku:

My greatest value

to the world lies in my



To receive one of my poems twice a week,

click SUBSCRIBE above. (Unsubscribe any time.)


If you liked this post, please click the little red heart and/or share on Facebook, Twitter, etc. (See icons below).

To leave a comment, scroll down below "recent posts." (You'll be asked to "sign in" using email or Facebook. It's easy and quick and doesn't sign you up for anything. It just allows you to leave a comment.)

46 views2 comments


💛I love your honesty and curiosity about yourself. I can relate to the feeling of not fitting in. It can be very lonely and confusing especially if this happens within a family where you would expect more understanding. It's like being in a foreign country and not speaking the language. I have found I fit in well with a soft wind, birds and the sound of water slapping against rocks.

Replying to

Beautiful. Thank you, misomoon. A community of misfits. That's my idea of paradise.

bottom of page