In elementary school I was tested and officially labeled as "gifted" and "nervous." I was skipped a grade and was medicated for tics. As my school years progressed, I was the weird one, the smart one, grease-pit (for not washing my hair often enough), artistic, creative, the last one chosen for teams in gym class, teacher's pet, Mr. Spock, brain, lesbian (not!), holy-roller (for having solid morals), Lego girl, and loner.
Now I am college educated, married 22 years, mother of 5, homeschooling our youngest 3, no longer tic, wash my hair every day, soccer mom, ice skating mom, scout mom -- and still have no friends. Lots of "acquaintences" -- but no real friends. Am I still that outwardly weird that the rest of the world prefers not to invite me for coffee? Or maybe it's because I'm normal and the rest of the world is so incredibly, boringly weird...