I have always felt like I didn't belong, ever since I was a tiny child. (I'm 37 now and the feeling remains) I've always felt like an outsider, observing and cataloging and critiquing everyone else. Even when I have tried to become an "insider", which is rare, I have always been painfully aware that even though I may be accepted, it still just doesn't feel right and if I were very transparent with people, they would shy away from me, or at best, still not understand me. I used to live in my own world, but it was too lonely and disfunctional. Breaching the walls into the real world is stressful and tiring, but worth it. It is part of becoming more real and is what we were created for: relationship. I accept that I'm on the other side of "normal"; not everyone else. I still can't play by others rules all of the time, and many times refuse to do so. I find those who will accept me, even if they don't understand me. This really is the highest form of love, I think.
Living in an unreality is tempting, at times, but it takes me farther from functioning and feeling and living than I want to go. I used to think that this distance and unfamiliarity was because I belong to God and this world really isn't my final destination, just a starting point to eternity. I have realized, however, that this can't be so, because even people in my church who believe the same as I, don't fully understand or accept me. Of course, they do on some level, but not totally. In fact, even people here on WrongPlanet don't accept me, so I think that I have to be willing to be misunderstood and still love people and know that I may always be "out of sync" with others. I have a great family, a few close friends, and lots of acquaintances (if only I could recognize them!!).
I always want everything to be figured out right now! I guess the "knowing and being known" will have to wait.
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"Honey, would you buy me some boobles for my 40th b-day?" "No way, they're too expensive. Your own baubles will have to do."