existential crisis

i don’t think anyone can be fully understood and everyone feels more special than everyone else… and i believe it to be the case for everyone... it’s the case for me anyway. and honestly i don’t think i’ve ever really been understood. accepted for who i am, yes, but not truly understood. i think there’s a difference and that difference makes me feel like at some point the people around me will eventually get tired of how i am. not because i’m toxic (i don’t believe i am.. i hope so) but because i know i’m a bit different and it’s not always easy to be around me.