Discussion Really, really don't fit in?

[FTL.Wanderer]

Has anyone else spent many years hopping from like-minded community to like-minded community in search of belonging only to find both that everywhere they're an outsider among outsiders and that, as time relentlessly passes, they're becoming, more and more, the ultimate outsider--the invisible "old"?

 

[YaYaDr]

Interesting topic. I have always felt "different" among social groups, but I would hesitate to describe myself as an outsider among outsiders. That implies a clique has formed and for some reason that exclusive club has chosen to reject me. Honestly speaking, I am just not that important to be rejected or accepted in the first place. I am but 1 drop in an ocean of people.

 

[Temporarilyabsurd]

As Woody Allan said :

"I wouldn't want to belong to a club that would have me as a member ."

 

[dwight]

I stay away from all social groups, because, damn, I hate the fact that others potentially liking the same thing I do. It's disgusting to me. And makes me hate what I used to like. Happens all the time.

 

[Fylobatica]

Oh I can relate. I'm somehow disliked even by people who have my same interests, whenever the relationship deepens a bit

 

[Imaginos]

Personally, I've always found it more agreeable to be in the position of the one looking from the outside in (or perhaps inside looking out, in my case, given my hikikomori ways). It just comes naturally to me. If anything though I'd call myself an observer, not an outsider, since that implies I want to be a part of what's going on and participate on some level, which I most assuredly do not. I'll always be the shady, fuzzy image in the background because that's exactly where I want to be. I don't belong here on this website, nor on any other. I simply don't belong in this reality and I wouldn't want to even if I could. As far as here is concerned, the act of posting my self-indulgent diatribes about nothing has, and will always, make me feel uncomfortable. Participation in anything social or communal sickens me. A constant, reoccurring transgression I keep committing against myself. Boredom being the main culprit which compels me. One of the largest banes of my existence.