It seems like for the majority of my life, I have had a hard time fitting in.
Maybe ‘fitting in’ is the wrong term.
I have just always felt like there times I was out of place.
A feeling of just being the odd one out or somewhat slightly different.
It may stem from childhood, being overweight in a sea of skinny kids and always being a little bit different than the other kids in some way.
In addition to my shortcomings and inadequacies, there have always been moments where I have been accused of being too much of something.
Too mouthy.
Too independent.
Too stubborn.
Too loud.
Too quiet.
Too much
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