I always thought I was different (as snobbish as it sounds); though how impossible that was.
The law doesn’t decree humans to be different, rather, those who share similarities in a superior trait would survive; and therefore all humans who survive would be similar.
In this time of the world, however, individuality is glorified. Difference attracts, similarities avoided. As confusing as it is, many do embrace that value. I am different, so I am special. I am different, so I deserve more. It stands right at the opposite of laws of nature.
I am swallowed by the impossible ideal of being different, I try to differentiate my ways and self every time other’s footprints bleed on me. I wash them clean by rationalizing, “they may be A, but I am B. I am different”. I may have this faulty belief that if one is different, one may survive. I so readily abide to the culture. I needed to be different, so I don’t die. It was impossible and illogical at the same time.
I may have construed being different as being attractive, so I compare both in terms of how it affects a significant other’s reaction.
Differences may be interpreted as novelty, surprise; the kind of stimulus that gives you a surge of dopaminergic pleasure. Sadly, this euphoria would not last long. You won’t be in a long-term relationship if your partner likes you because you’re different.
On another, similarities may invoke feelings of gratitude, experiences of the moment. It is a different kind of pleasure, and often interpreted as companionate love or life-long passion.
That being said, my beliefs do not touch ground; my desire wants life-long passion, my belief says that if I want the wish, I should be different. It is heavily misconstrued and false. You don’t have to be different to get a life-long companion. You need to find someone similar.
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