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For the first time in my life, I actually wished that everyone was the same. And I despised myself for my “differentness” or “uniqueness” as an individual. In the world there are lots of social groups people can fit into, and I’ve spent time roaming in and out of a few and being kicked out of many. Now I stand on the outside and look in. Wondering where is my place. Coming to a conclusion, I have no place.
