I still live in my home country and I also feel a similar way. I’m too weird to be normal, but I’m too normal to be weird. I can fit in anywhere and adapt to just about anything, but no where does it feel like I belong. It’s an existence that feels and is very liminal.
It’s not anyone’s fault. I’m wired in a very peculiar way. There isn’t really anything I or anyone else can really do. All I can do is keep trying to meet people, do things I like, and trying new things I like and maybe some day something will click. Being about 1/3 of the way through my life though that’s not super likely. Could be worse. Could be better.
I still live in my home country and I also feel a similar way. I’m too weird to be normal, but I’m too normal to be weird. I can fit in anywhere and adapt to just about anything, but no where does it feel like I belong. It’s an existence that feels and is very liminal.
It’s not anyone’s fault. I’m wired in a very peculiar way. There isn’t really anything I or anyone else can really do. All I can do is keep trying to meet people, do things I like, and trying new things I like and maybe some day something will click. Being about 1/3 of the way through my life though that’s not super likely. Could be worse. Could be better.