A whole lot of my life, I feel like I haven't ever been accepted as a part of who I really am. i remember when I decided that no matter how hard I would try to fit in, i'd still be different. And that's actually more special because I notice how fake most people I see act and look these days. Some of us just don't care for others as themselves, knowing they can feel just as much as them but possibly on a different level. And that's why we all have to be there for eachother. Another reason to be real is to learn from others just as yourself and that helps accept who you are. I'm still trying to fully see things myself and it's just a trip. I know I might not ever know everything but I lust a sense of acknowledgement for myself and for others. It'd be way less stressful as well.