Yup I never fit it as I was the Queen Misfit. I also experienced bullying because of it in middle and early high school. And I also never fit in as a mom because having a special needs child makes you stick out like a sore thumb too. However it got to a point where I completely rebelled against society and said a big fuck you to their expectations (if you have a child with special needs you must care for it lifelong) as I had no choice but to surrender him at age 13 to a therapeutic environment as it became a life and death situation. So now I see fitting in as the ultimate sheep. I still have trauma from bullying (also special needs parenting/caregiving contributed to my cptsd) but I am to the point that I don’t care if I fit in, who likes me, who doesn’t like me, etc.