A little bit different, and I’ve struggled with that my entire life, alternating between being myself and getting the stares and the occasional insult, to trying to fit in and getting mostly ignored, until I would gain acceptance briefly, but only until a small portion of my inner weirdness would come out and again would be cast a judgmental stare. I eventually got better at hiding my inner self, but not good enough to fool the one person that mattered. I often wonder what would have happened if I were a better pretender or a good enough actor to hide my true self even to that one person. We would probably not be together now and able to fully share all of the irregularities that we have in common.