swbluto wrote:
Wait... you never felt a distinctive sense of "I don't fit in" or "I feel excluded" or "I feel like I'm on the wrong planet"? That must be pretty interesting to experience -- I mean, if you're not going to have friends, I suppose 'tis better to not feel feelings of alienation about it.
No, never. When I read books with protagonists who thought in words, rather than pictures, I just taught myself to think in words; when there were notes about body language, I built theories and moved on. When I was excluded, I just said "Okay, I am being excluded" and tried to understand why. There was no "wrong planet" feeling because I guess I didn't feel I was supposed to be somewhere where I fit in... I didn't have any entitlement to being one of the crowd. People even asked me what country I was from all the time, but to me that just seemed like they were being mean about my name and clothing.
See... no matter how much people tried to treat me like I was something different, I guess I sort of didn't let them. What I didn't understand was why people were being so mean to me, when I was obviously just like them in all the important ways. I just didn't get it. No one ever told me "well, NORMAL people should be able to understand this," with me thinking "Oh, I am normal, and there is no way I can understand this, so I must not be normal." I just said "Okay, I am expected to get this thing understood, and I will get workin' on it."
Or, wherever I could see that I was different, I always thought it was just personal choice. There was nothing weird about me never, ever lying because that was what I chose for myself. Nor being a girl wearing anachronistic clothing--why couldn't I have my own personal culture? Everyone else seemed to have one! And if my ears occasionally stopped processing English, and if I couldn't stand having tags in my clothing, and if I never seemed to know what to do socially, and if I had no friends, or if I rocked while I was doing math homework, or if I had somewhat deeper passions than most... well, why was that so odd? Should I throw myself out of society because of a couple of superficial characteristics and hobbies? Did those things make me any less human?
Surely not.
(Hoho, I actually don't know enough about graph theory to address what you wrote there. It was three years ago and we didn't get very far, because it was my first "real" experience with mathematics and he was a very bad teacher)