When was the last time you felt as an outcast?

Question

I'm sorry I asked this question and made some of you feel bad. This was not my intention, sorry once again.

And because it is a question about feeling an outcast, I would not like to pick any best answer. I'll keep it for voting and I hope you vote for no best answer. Thank you all for your honesty.

Answer 1

Atleast once a week at work....Everyone (only 7 of us) in the office makes salary except me, and they all talk about how they spent sooo much $ on this and that .....Hell I'm still hourly and have to stick to a budget! Although I don't let it get me down...I just feel like an outcast...I don't think they understand what it feels like to be in my shoes.

Answer 2

Babe I am an outcast everywhere I go. I have so much that I have overcome that I should feel like nothing can stop me ever. Things happen to you in life that no matter what crowd you are with you still feel so alone. Simply because the ones who are around you who claim to love you really just do not know you at all. And you really cannot tell any one about what causes you such pain, for fear that they will no longer accept you. There are 2 people in the world who might read this and have a clue what I mean. For now I will answer your question with a great big
I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN

Answer 3

I felt that way pretty much all my life. I have well-liked parents, and well-liked brother who even get to EASILY hang with the cousins of our generation and have lots of friends (well, my mother could have lots of friends, but opts to keep to herself pretty much).
Myself, I am the outcast. I guess people refuse to get past my physical appearance to see what I have to offer. I do have a best friend. I do not know what my cousins' excuses for hanging with my brother but not me.
There are pretty much only a couple situations I don't feel like an outcast; a couple churches I visited, and I am getting to know some contacts here. The contacts that write me, they're better about writing me than the contacts I have on myspace.com!
I am pretty unique instead being the "in-crowd" type. I have a different way of doing and saying things, but I do try and be decent.

Answer 4

I feel that way pretty often in real life, maybe because I'm a pretty shy person and don't often take the initiative to get to know others as much as I should.

I'm not always this way, though. I have my moments where I am outgoing and talkative and feel like I "fit in."

Sometimes I wonder which is worse; being like everyone else and fitting in, or being my own person and possibly feeling like an outcast. I guess it depends on which crowd I'm hanging out with.

Answer 5

Every time I leave my house. I am relatively social out here in cyber space, but in real life, to say the least I am not a people person. I really have no interest in casual small talk, on subjects I don't care about with people I don't care about.

I think a large part of it is that I seem to have a general lack of empathy towards most of humankind. My wife has been telling me this for years, unless it is something that directly affects me or the ones I love it seems to have no effect on me whatsoever.

It's probably not a good thing that the TV character I most identify with is Dexter, well without the killing part of course.

Answer 6

Today. I go to a public school and I stood up for what was right and I felt like an outcast but at least I was doing God's will.

Answer 7

today, I have always felt like an outcast, because I do not agree with the logic the majority of others do, and I've experienced just how mean and nasty people can get when you stand for moral correctness of the heart instead of loyalty and lies based upon friendship. I'm not one to go along for the ride just because the majority does. My logic is based upon personal experience and proven facts, and it pisses most people off when they can't sway my opinion, or force me to relent through threats. ;-)

Answer 8

I was an outcast at my husbands funeral as far as his family was concerned. He had stopped being the family meal ticket after we married, and while he was alive they kept it down to a loud roar. When he passed, it was a feeding frenzy for vultures, even to the stealing of the widows flag from the military funeral. I had my family and friends, but it hurt to know that they did not acknowledge that my world had crashed in on me. It made me wonder why none had ever offered to help me care for him while he was so sick. I have forgiven them, but that was a tough one.

Answer 9

All my life.

And here (online), frequently, when I get the impression that I'm not perceived as a good enough friend, and not treated as one, by many.

When most of my friends don't give me the courtesy of even bothering to respond, when I write to them, for example.

Answer 10

I've always been an outcast, a black sheep (even within my family). At least in the real world.