Shields and high roads

When you go on and live your life, there are not many times that you come across those that make you move your shield aside.

When i meet those kind of people i feel like i can breathe again.

It's astonishing how to the meeting point i was even breathing at all.

There were moments when I've seen high building or was on a high road bridge, in those moments a thought sometimes came to me - how would i feel if i ever to stand on that edge of the bridge? will i ever dare to jump?

Human beings are an interesting material to think and write about. sometimes when i watch other human beings, there's this thought that lingers and comes up - am i really one of them?

Why do this feeling of not fitting in still accompanies me in my journey,is there a way to avoid it?