I guess my issue has always been that other people treated me as some sort of freak of nature because I was off doing my own thing instead of playing follow the leader. For me, psyche wise, whatever everybody else was/is doing, I'll do the exact opposite. And that has gotten me rejected by people who little understand who I am or bother to understand in the first place. I'm a very introspective, mysterious, secretive person. Basically what you read here is just the tip of the iceberg in terms of who I am. I have many, many more layers to my personality that those involved in cliques seem to ignore just to feel like they're accepted by their little microcosmic group. But if only at least one person could look past the surface and see not just the black and the white but all my other colors as well, I don't think I'd feel as much of an outcast stranger in this world as I do now. There is just so much going on in my mind that I don't vocalize because I figure it's nobody's business but my own (And I'm not into blogging about my personal life on a daily basis nor did I ever keep diaries as a girl because of how private I am.), that is unless you are my significant other. There is a lot I'd share with him that not even I'd want my family to be privy to, because, well they're my family. I feel awkward enough around them as it is because I've always been under the shadow of my oldest sister for so long. Plus they make a huge deal about things we take for granted, like if I were to bring a guy to Christmas Dinner. It's a huge deal for them because it's me we're talking about like my bringing a date isn't normal so they'd blow it out of proportion like it was the event of the century. My 3 years younger sister is famous for making a huge deal out of natural things that I do and I hate it. I wish she'd just shut up about me dating or drinking 1 glass of wine once in a blue moon like it was something abnormal. For God's sake I'm 36, not 6. You'd all be amazed by my whole picture. You're only seeing partly assembled puzzle pieces right now.
P.S. I also hate being treated like a charity case martyr. It makes me cringe when I see people with sad eyes hanging their heads low in my presence. I might be a girl, but I have a tough will of steel. If I didn't I'd have ended my life a long time ago because of traumas I've experienced since birth. I don't want to be treated as an object of pity. I want to be treated with respect and admiration for my intestinal fortitude to fight through this life with some sense of self dignity no matter how traumatic events in my past have been.