When I was in high school many (many) years ago, I used to wear burgundy penny loafers (no I didn't put a penny in them), white socks, and blue jeans that always fit when I tried them on, but shrank an inch or two after being washed. For quite a while I had people in passing ask me when the flood was coming, then carry on.
Now, I never had a clue what they were talking about, which probably took some of the wind out of their sails, and I never asked what they meant, because I really didn't care. It was many years later when I finally clued in to what they were talking about.
This exemplifies the idea I have spoken of before that, we each give life all the meaning it holds for us. Obviously my interpretation of those events was radically different from their interpretation, and since I didn't buy into their interpretation, I was never insulted by their comments.
Yes ignorance can be blissful at times, but so can the understanding that society doesn't have to be the determiner of what is true for you.
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