I've only lived 20-something years

and in some ways it's been hard, perhaps gets harder, but I look forward to being some 40-ish assuming I reach that age. I am grateful to have been spared of major personal tragedies and devastation so far.
Then again, at any age, it's having many little hidden struggles and trauma that hurts most, especially when the people around you don't get it, and maybe not even accept your way of life.

And though I don't people-please, I downplay both achievements and emotional neglect most of the time (not as good) And resisting gaslighting (which, though difficult, is good

)
Somehow it's not
so much with me being of an ethnic minority, but more just being some quiet girl who acts/thinks differently (and perhaps gets a little more animated at random aspects

).
Even when I try to 'join in' I often feel quite isolated. Sharing a fun or thoughtful interaction feels very pot luck/taking a chance, but sometimes it feels worthwhile, as I've found here.
"days and nights falling by me... I know of a dream I should be holding"
- to me, dreaming of those many little hopes and dreams, and recognising the wonders that still exist can help keep you going and your mind growing.
