Del says many of the things I would, except he does it better, because having people not like him doesn’t bother him as much as it does me.
Originally posted on Sex, Gods, and Rock Stars:
At some point in your teen years, you come to the realization that you want everyone to like you. You might be willing to change your clothes, your interests, the kinds of music you listen to, in hopes that you’ll become more palatable to the peers you’ve decided matter the most to you. For some people, this feeling never goes away, and they spend their lives doing whatever they can to show the peer group they wish to be integrated with that they are already a member – just look at the car they drive, or the hobbies they engage in, or the way they dress.
There are others; there are those who make the harder decision to just stick to whatever they like, and they don’t really care if all the cliques ignore them or make fun of them. In the digital age, it’s likely they can find friends and like-minded fellows via the Internet, which has made it a little easier to walk the road of the iconoclast.
When the late teens/early 20′s hit, all of a sudden it becomes much more appealing to be your own person. There is a struggle between wanting to be a unique little snowflake, but still be a part of a pack. Your world gets a little larger, and it becomes a tiny bit easier to find fellow weirdos who are your flavor of weirdo. You feel more free to break away from the behaviors of “childhood” and explore.