Weirdness

A few weeks ago I wrote a post about labeling myself,and I ranted a bit about people defining themselves as “weird.”  I was thinking about that this morning, while driving to meet my mom for lunch.  My viewpoint is that we’re all just people, the same in some ways and different in others.  But it hit me that I am probably one of the few people who don’t think I’m weird.  Or, at least, too different for a lot of the cishet white religious neurotypical people that make up the majority of the American population.  I’m a member of a few minority groups, but I’m still uncomfortable with the word weird.  Which is… weird.  Heh.

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