Maybe I will always be an outsider. Outsider to jokes, to bonding, friends, colleagues, relatives, everything..
I have never managed to make close friends, people never like me at first instance and mostly everyone gets inhibited by that invisible wall I seem to have created around myself. I make progress and then pushed back again. I move one step forward and end up in square one. I try to be kind and patient, maybe too much so, and then taken for granted.
I learn, only to forget as quickly. And then there’s no denying the fact that it hurts terribly..