That feeling of not belonging or fitting in to a group... My 3rd year group was something like that... I am the alien in the group... I tried hard to fit in, but it didnt feel right... I may be delusional ,but I can sense the don't like me... Well, the feeling is mutual.... I can feel their wrath yesterday,. What's worse, a lot of bad thing happened that day... Some of my friends like my groupmates and would tell the tales of how fun and easy to talk they are. But to me it's one BIG task to make a NORMAL conversation .. I am always the " Conversation Ender " when they all talk about something and then I would TRY to comment or join in.... This is like high school all over again, full of bully pretty girls and jock boys....
I would understand if they won't get what I mean and accuse me of being a psycho path drama queen... Coz NORMAL people would never understand the complexity of a "Real" depression
