Do Weird Dudes Deserve To Live On This Earth?

It has been a little more than a year since I last left my main blog to seek the peace and quiet of this place. It certainly has not been the most pleasant and I have to face up to this issue again that I cannot post as freely like I should on the main place. It has all to do with me feeling ostracized.

The comment made in December in the aftermath of the passing of a blogger still haunts me to this day. I am simply on the knife’s edge in choosing whether I am considered weird by the general populace by choice or by default of just being myself. There is no answer, but sadly I have to grow out of this phase and move on. However, I cannot pretend that it does nothing to my system. In fact, this gives me new ammunition for me to attack myself when things turn out the wrong way or that I have a bad day.

It seems a strange question to ask people around me whether they truly think I am weird. In their mind, they will wonder how on earth a bloke who is already way past the “30” mark still have issues with his identity. Does this not add on to another reason for people to call me “weird”? No, unless I resolve this myself, and this is yet another impossibility, there is no way out. So, this adds on to my belief about how I feel as though I had been ostracized by the bloggers I know around me.
And now, I feel like ostracizing myself… for being who I am.