Today (I wrote this text on the 28th of April, 2024), I will write something about not belonging. Here we go.
Sometimes, when I am in a group of accountants, I feel like I am not one of them. I do not feel as professional as they are. Also, when I am in a group of creative people, I do not feel like I am not one of them. I do not feel as innovative as they are. When I am in a group of older people, I feel as if I am an immature person.
On the other hand, when I am among a group of students, I feel like an old prick.
Moreover, when I am in a group of photographers, I do not feel like one of them. For example, I do not have much to say about my camera, the Nikon D90, except I hope to use it until the end of my life. When I imagine myself in a group of writers (I do not know any writer, that’s why I would have to imagine it), I am convinced I would also feel the feeling of not belonging to their group. After all, I haven’t published anything except everything you have read on my blog, my Dear Friend. How to explain the feeling of not belonging to any group? I do not know it. Luckily, I do not have to know all such things.
I think I am dumb or maybe just happy.
Kurt Cobain’s words from the “Dumb” song perfectly encapsulate my feelings today. Am I saddened by the fact that I don’t feel a sense of belonging to any group? No. I feel more like a lone wolf, not seeking prey but a place where I can channel my creative energies toward a brighter future, not just for myself but for all of humanity. It’s a feeling of empowerment, a reminder that I don’t need to conform to any group to make a positive impact on the world.
