You would think that by this point in my life (mid 40's) I would be used to being different. I should be comfortable in my own skin and let other people's perceptions and opinions of me roll off my back. I wish.
First, I am a member of a church that is at times accused of being a cult. And, because I am a member of this church there are many that would say that I am not a Christian. I don't drink, smoke, or shop on Sunday. I am different. Square peg, round hole.
Next, I homeschool. Not only am I viewed as being different from the majority of Christians, now I'm even different from most members of my own faith. Some of my most vocal critics have been people with whom I attend church. Purple square peg with green polka dots, round hole.
Then, I don't let my daughters attend sleepovers. What? Not do sleepovers?! If people questioned my normalcy before, they really do once this bit of parenting comes to light. Even within the homeschool community this is seen as being extreme. HAIRY purple square peg with green polka dots, round hole.
Can you tell that someone tried to guilt me into shaving my hair today? Thanks anyway, but I think I'll keep my hair...and my purple color with green polka dots....and my square shape.