Not ostracized. Not cast down. Finding one’s place starts with lacking comfort. The struggle is one of understanding motivations and processing the thinking of others, moreover, the lack thereof. Scrutiny and computing why others do as they do, their hows and whys, is the algebra of an outsider’s observation.
Don’t function agreeably within groups? Time for small talk or chit chat, wasted time? That’s okay. Not all share equivalent desires. Observing, learning, understanding. Those are tools that aid in writing. Being an outsider serves creativity, but it makes sharing the creation difficult.
The world of turmoil is a mixture of perceived place and aspirations of perceived value in unbalance. The outsider need not worry about place, perceived or otherwise. That is outside the circle. Perceived value is no longer a factor after eliminating the concern for place.
Often the word introvert describes the outsider. And is an aspersion for those who question silent introspection. But knowing one’s self allows you to see others as they are.
Don’t look for a tribe if you are outside. Groups don’t validate an individual. They consume them. Stay Special. Stay you.