If I can tell you one thing as I grow older it is that I have learned to be comfortable in being different.
I have come to accept that I am different from others and I do not care anymore to fit with any standard that society likes to label.
As you get older you realize that time is counted and that you do not have forever.
This is why I genuinely do not care about other people's opinions of me. Why does it matter? Is there anything I can do about it? The answer is no.
It does not serve me to pretend to be something I am not and frankly, that is a serious waste of time.
Life is too damn short and if I like to spend a lot of time at the composting station it is because I believe the next generations can learn a lot from this.