Short answer: Yes, yes, oh my God, yes!

Longer answer:

I see the gray area as being on the margins.  Not really part of the crowd, but on the outskirts of it, where I can see and hear what’s going on but not get swept up in it.

I’m disabled.  I work from home, not in an office.  I don’t make it to a lot of social gatherings because they exhaust me and cause pain.  I’m usually on the margins, usually in the gray area.  Sometimes, that’s comfortable.  Sometimes, it’s exquisitely painful.

I’ve always been drawn to other people on the margins, for whatever reason.  The outcasts.  The not-quite-right people.  The socially awkward, the nerds, the one person of a different race.  The ones who choose to sit on the outskirts of the crowd rather than in the thick of it.  These are my people.  They know me, even when we’ve only just met, because we recognize each other as inhabitants of the gray area.

Many prayers to you, dear one.  I pray that your gray area will be the comfortable type and not the painful type.  I pray that you’ll find companionship among others in the gray.  And I pray that you will choose joy.

(Source: sapphireblues)