I remember talking to one of those types, 12 years ago. She laughed at and belittled everything that I told her. I felt like I was 3ft tall. She even thought that it was in my best interest, for me to blend in with my peers, who were still of the herd mentality, back than. I told the witch, that I was quite happy, living in a time warp, and that I will dress in Carnaby Street fashion all that I wanted, and that I didn't care, if that would eventually make me lonely. I told her that I don't mind being lonely. I also should have told her that my normal, NT peers were a waste of time, and they got in the way of my Mid-60s injected individuality. 12 years later, I still dress like The Kinks, and I have friends, so I'm not lonely by a long shot, like that piece of work said, that I would be..
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