Dear_one wrote:
Some people don't enjoy their own company - perhaps a majority. By subsuming their personality into a group, they may feel part of something better, and less risky.
When I was young, I yearned for belonging, being part of a group. I saw it on filmed parties, in literature and poetry and I wanted so badly to experience it.
I tried from various angles. Partying, scouting, religious groups, more informal settings... Sometimes it was a disaster and sometimes I could do reasonably well but always I was someone not really fitting. The best sense of belonging I can afford is being accepted as an oddball around other oddballs.
When I got diagnosed and reviewed my life history with the new data, I came to a conclusion that I'm just incapable of blending in. On the plus side, it makes me less prone to crowd mentality.
I sometimes picture it as: I'm a witch and I'm accepting my hut apart from the village to do my witchcraft for the villagers' sake
That's my place in the society. On its margins but contributing.
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Let's not confuse being normal with being mentally healthy.
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