I tend to call it a curse if it comes to me. It affects me, eats my energy if I feel what others can't feel or see. Let's call it high sensitive which my children share with me.
Those 'oddballs', 'nerds' 'losers' sound familiar but I rather call them fitting souls. Me and my family care less about the reflection of the mirror or the blindness of others.
I know there are teachers who pitty me for having 'weird' children (who do they think they are talking to? 🤣) but I feel honoured to be there mom and the only 'oddballs' we see are those different from us.

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Ps no need to answer if you don't feel to it.