Recently on Facebook I saw a post that Anyone who smokes weed is cool and I replied, This is the closest I've ever come to even being remotely cool and he replied, Welcome to the Cool Kids' Club! and oddly it meant so much and for once I felt included, like I actually fit in and belonged somewhere, that I was accepted, I had found my Tribe, my People. Sure, it was with a bunch of stoners, but who am I to judge? I was just happy to finally be accepted and welcomed somewhere, just as I am, and not be rejected, judged, ridiculed, turned away, laughed at, bullied, made fun of, etc. and for once it felt good.
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