You’re right. Makes me take a step back and reevaluate things. If what I thought was home ever was? If a square peg like me can ever fit in a round hole? If I’m a fraud, sitting in a seat I don’t deserve, trying to do what I cannot, realizing that I will never be what others thing I am, or can be?
Have you ever been at that table, wondering how it happened you wound up to be sitting here?
I’m a Caldari convert. Excepting my ability to fly ships with unbridled destructive power, I’m one step up from Slaver Hound crap. Nothing I ever do will be good enough. Nothing I ever say will be right enough. On the asset sheets, I am firmly in the liability column.
So, yeah, you’re right in part. Though, maybe instead of exile, it should have been a simple cup of tea.