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.