Sometimes I feel lonely. Because I choose to be different. I often view things from a certain angle. My taste is somewhat different from others. When most Indonesians revere something (book, song, movie and so on) I tend to think the opposite. When some laugh seeing something, I only look at them, aghast, for I believe they are in fact, cruel.
And it bothers me. Okay, not all the time, just sometimes. I often wonder, why can't they see my point of view? I can understand theirs, and tolerate it. When I choose to speak my opinion out loud, most of them just consider me weird. Or plain stupid.
Whatever. I'm just being sentimental, I guess. Now that I'm married (and luckily, my partner and I often have the same opinions...), I'm not that lonely anymore. And things like this only bother me for several moments.
1 comment:
oh i know how you feel! people said me and my husband are weirdos too!
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