Y’know, it occurs to me, that I am an outsider.
I don’t mean this in a bad way. It’s just a very true statement.
See, I don’t join groups very well. I’m very... self absorbed I guess? No, that sounds wrong. Self sufficient is incorrect as well...
I don’t reach out and join groups because I’m very much someone who likes their own company well enough that they don’t need others company.
But this means I’m often an outsider, even when I’m hanging around a group I feel quite comfortable with.
Everyone else already knows each other (perhaps even gets together for regular game nights or the like!) and I’m just kinda there.
I should clarify, once again, that I don’t mind. This doesn’t bother me, and I even am kind of amused by it.
Heck, I think it at least partially helps me avoid all the constant drama that some social circles seem to cycle through on a constant basis.
I’m very used to being by myself (and even far prefer it to being around people overmuch), but it’s odd.
It’s so very strange to realize that there’s these entire communities of folks that you kinda know, who are all much closer than you have ever been. That communicate in ways you haven’t connected with.
And I guess that’s about what I have to say about it. I don’t really know where I’m going with this beyond that I’ve had another one of those moments where I can see people I certainly consider as friends, who are talking about something that’s happened to a group of them, and I’m just over here kinda staring into space with a look of confusion.
