My own story of belonging is both different from and similar to Brené’ Brown’s. Since I didn’t fit in, I used my oddness to my advantage. That worked as a kid but hurt me as an adult.
We all have a need to belong. In Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, belonging is smack in the middle of the pyramid, right there with love.
Sometimes going home is wonderful. Other times, not so much. Each going home is filled with expectation and hope. If our visit is good, home burrows further into our hearts and psyches. And if it is not, home loosens its grip.