Yes, I have fun with them and tolerate them.
I don’t necessarily like them or dislike them;
but I feel like I don’t belong with them.
You can be happy in a place you don’t belong,
you can be welcomed into a place you don’t belong.
But that feeling of belongingness isn’t a sense everyone
has.
And for those that do have it, it’s like a gut feeling.
There’s no literal or physical or verbal signs all the
time.
It’s just there; the feeling. It’s very uneasy.
So I avoid them.
But by doing so miss the ones I truly want.