–I don’t get it, I just don’t get it.
–It’s not so bad, you didn’t even like that job. Besides, you do have a talent for landing on feet no matter what.
–It’s not that. The job was awful, yes. But what really hurts is that I tried, I really, really tried to fit in.
–That’s always your problem, you know?
–I know. I’m always the misfit, the weirdo, the square peg in a world of round holes.
–I’m not denying any of that, but it’s not what I meant. Your problem is not being an oddball, it’s trying too hard to fit in.
–You’re not the one everyone expects to look, talk or behave a certain way. All I want is to find a place where I can feel at ease and not stand out like a sore thumb.
–That, is precisely the point. You’re always trying to force yourself to fit into whatever everyone expects you to be. You’re forgetting there’s only one place you should really try to fit in.
–And where’s that?
–Inside your own skin. Just be you, that’s what’s important. Remember you don’t need anyone’s permission or approval to be true to who you really are.
–Sounds like a sure-fire way to drive everyone crazy and away from my life.
–And what if you do? It might not be a bad thing. Besides, I’m pretty sure not everyone would leave. And those who stay would be the ones who really like you just because you are…you.
–How do you always manage to make such weird ideas sound reasonable and logical? It’s so stupid you’ve practically convinced me it might just be worth a try.
–Look at it this way, what have you got to lose? Are you sure you don’t want more coffee?
–Unless there’s a stiff dose of bourbon in it, no thanks.
–See? It’s not so difficult letting yourself flow.
–I’ll try, I promise. But for now, I‘m serious about that bourbon.
–Coming right up.