Realizing you're the weirdo

To quote K Dot "All my life I had to fight" 

I grew up in a small city in north alabama. 

Until the age of 10 I was in poverty, from 10-graduation I was just broke. Those that know the difference, know the difference.. 

I was also a little on the chunky side, although I'd kill to be the weight I was in high school. 

Moreso, I just didn't think like everyone, that's been the one thing that's stuck with me. Early on I felt the shame of being poor. 

In all honesty I wasn't singled out or persecuted for it. The passivity of it was enough.

Eventually the wound of shame became scar tissue. I developed a hardness, a punk rock attitude of fuck everyone and what they think. 

At the same time, I'm deeply sensitive to the vibrations around me. Hard to explain. As I've gotten older and found my tribe I'm still utterly baffled by those around me.

 I truly don't think like anyone else. It's tough to make peace with it, as humans we want to belong. It's a never ending battle.

Anyone else feel that way?