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I always felt alienated from people for not quite fitting in and all I ever wanted was to be normal. My therapist told me that there’s no such thing and that I shouldn’t compare myself to other people in that way because no two people have the same experiences, which felt like condescending gaslighting to me at the time but I’ve come to believe she was right. Instead of chasing unattainable normalcy, I’ve started to see myself as extraordinary—out of the ordinary. It’s empowering to embrace my idiosyncratic nature and recognize that my peculiarities are what make me unique. So if you’ve ever felt out of place, remember: being extraordinary means you’re living a life that only you can live 🥹
Oct 21, 2024

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