Omg. You literally just described my mom (2w3) and my (4w5) relationship. If you don’t know the two of us very deeply, you’d think we’d have super similar personalities (ex. We both cry at commercials, love romance and love, say “awww” if we see a worm on the sidewalk, etc.) but yeah, there are elements of ourselves that the other just does not understand.

But yeah the last paragraph is interesting too, because I personally don’t grapple with wanting to get over “the need to be unique”. Uniqueness is something I was born with, for better or worse. Square peg, round hole type deal. It’s a part of me, just like blue eyes. I can’t rid myself of it, and I’ll always be the “weird girl” I was in elementary school. Oh well