I think, if you want to be happy then you have to be brave enough to risk being miserable. Do few people understand you because you don't give them a fair chance to?
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It’s probably a mix of me being too stand offish and them being put on edge by my anxious demeanor for there to be a bridge of mutual understanding.
Or if some effort is made to get through to me I’ll usually start talking matter-of-factly about some odd bullshit because small talk bores the fuck out of me but most people can’t handle anything beyond small talk.
Here’s some potential reasons why I may rub people the wrong way:
-I have no love of sports
-I’m becoming increasingly apolitical and generally apathetic
-I’m not religious
-I couldn’t care less if there’s a god or not
-I don’t care for fast cars (or big trucks) except on a purely aesthetic level
-“nerdy stuff” that I might’ve once enjoyed feels so stale and “by the numbers” now.
-I don’t idolize TV shows like some people do
-my music taste can be kinda robotic and not something the “cool kids” would dance the night away to
-I love dark and challenging art
-I crave to alter my consciousness whenever I can because “standard reality” bores & depresses me so much.
-I feel like my age group/generation is going become just as insufferable as baby boomers but for slightly different reasons
-I work constantly but have nothing to show for it except a bitter attitude, a gut, and dark circles underneath my eyes
-I like to joke about things that I shouldn’t joke about
etc etc etc...