Dignity.

I often wonder where it is that I stand in this world, not physically, but just where as in where do I fit in. And the answer, for the most part of it is that I don't. And the answer for the remainder of it is that I don't need to. And I don't intend to sound cocky, but the fact of the matter is that there are those of us who do and then there are those of us who don't.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

It makes little difference, though, honestly. Being misunderstood, being mistaken, being misjudged, being misinterpreted for being who we are as a person is always a subconscious reminder for us to be careful. A reminder that will always and forever make us stay on our toes and be cautious, subtle and calculative, eating away the one thing that we all crave for without question, our liberty.
It's not worth it. I change, people change and I guess it's all a part of the game. You play with fire, you're bound to get burnt and the same applies to your own life. We are bound to get burnt, hurt and hit and we can only be so careful. Sooner or later evasion will no longer be an option and eating up your own ego to face just that will be that moment, hopefully, when you'll come to understand that it's not worth it, trying to be accepted and understood. Your core values don't change, not ever. And you as a person, will go through phases of life only to strip yourself off of all the masks you've put on, one on top of the other and finally, you'll be free. Dignity sets in.

Love, peace.