This is another thing that took me years to figure out. Years ago, I joined a moms’ meet up group. Even though I had little in common with the majority of the members (except for the fact that we were, of course, moms), I attended the events and tried to connect with everyone. Needless to say, disappointment ensued as I was excluded from meetups that were “not scheduled.” I remember seeing pictures on Facebook and thinking “how did I miss that meetup?” It turned out I hadn’t missed any meetup; they were all friends and just got together.
I will never forget the day when I was yet again in tears and my husband asked me, “when are you going to realize that they are not your friends?” I was furious at his reply at the time, but it hit me like a punch in the gut: he was right. They weren’t my friends. And what a blessing that turned out to be! They were NOT MY PEOPLE. Celebrate your uniqueness and know that in time you will find your people.
C. L. Dunbar Health 
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