I found myself personally relating to Quasimodo

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I watched "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" yesterday and learned a guy who was so grotesque-looking that he had to shut himself out from the public and remain in the cathedral doing nothing but ringing the bells. But within his exterior, he was no less a reasonable human being like everyone else, no matter what Frollo said. He wanted to attend the fair, only to end up getting pelted with fruits by everyone simply because of how he looked, and afterwards, he vows never to put himself out there again.

The similarities this guy had with me was astounding. I too desired social acceptance just like Quasimodo despite differences and actually tried to be a normal person like everyone else only to get cruelly shut out, except for my case, it wasn't because I looked different, it was because I behaved different. You could say that words like "cringe", "annoying", "uncomfortable", "awkward", "weird", etc. are analogous to the fruits pelted at him during the fair. In addition, Quasimodo also demonstrated great skills in crafting models and even made an exact replica of 15th century Paris and the cathedral he's been remaining in his whole life. I too have skills and potential and desire to be recognized for them, but seldom ever shared them with others because I'm too afraid that they'll only shut me out for my different behavior.

Yeah, I'm definitely like Quasimodo. Except I don't get accepted when I put myself out there. I don't get a sweet little girl hugging me like he did as soon as he left his comfort zone. I only end up with a surprised Pikachu face as I get even MORE of those same ignorant complaints thrown at me like fruits. To me, every NT is a Frollo, and I'll never get an Esmerelda or Phoebus to encourage me and stick up for me because they too are no different than that evil judge.

That’s not a particularly good mindset. You don’t have the grotesque looks of Quasimodo. You can evolve within yourself. It sounds like you don’t feel you could evolve.

I sort of felt similar when I was about your age. But I knew that I had to get beyond that mindset.

This is not high school any more. Most people grow up from the high school mindset.

Are you in higher education now?

I think that character is quite adorable, to be honest.

Yep. Like the Elephant Man and the Phantom of the Opera, who have redeeming virtues.

I understand and agree with the sentiment. But even if no-one accepts you now, there will be people who accept your differences one day. Have hope. This isn't forever.

That's a painful character to relate to, but I do feel isolated a lot, and a lot of it is self-induced, but I also can't help it much.

I think if there is a character I relate to most, it's Syd Barrett. I was in a group of kids at school where I was well-liked, but was also halfway to the moon all the time. Then, when my social skills became a problem, I broke. And then I was left out, left behind, and alone. No drugs in my life though.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Syd_Barrett#Health
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Syd_Barrett
http://rockandrollgarage.com/nick-mason-talks-about-the-shocking-reunion-with-syd-barrett-in-the-70s/

My signature says it all. Hans Asperger called the condition a 'natural entity'. Just because it's different, doesn't mean it's unnatural. And it doesn't mean people should hate you for it.

From puberty to my mid 20's, I was hideously, disgustingly UGLY! No girl wanted to have anything to do with me, at least in a sexual sense. When I was 21, I even went in for a plastic surgery consultation, to make my face look at least passably attractive, but I couldn't afford the $10,000 surgery cost or the 6 weeks of aftercare. Which meant I was destined to remain ugly until the day I died. That didn't happen. Around 25, I aged into my looks, and women started finding me attractive. I also got heavily into escort sex around the same age, only while single. Come to think of it, age 26 to 31 was my golden age when it comes to dating; I was even in a 2-year relationship during that time.

Today, I can easily afford both the plastic surgery and the aftercare, only they've become totally unnecessary. My sex drive plummeted down to zero! I lost the ability to properly enjoy having sex like I did 10 years ago. I now find sex to be comparable to an IV drip or a dental filling. That is, an unpleasant but tolerable procedure done for a greater good. Namely, the ejaculation for prostate health and the sexual contact with a woman for social proofing.

Don't you have any role models that you can relate yourself to? I relate myself to Mick Avory of The Kinks because he's a Sweet Pea and I want to lose weight.