I do. Sometimes it gets lonely, but I just accept it and smile.

All the time.

For sure. Whenever i go downtown I just love to sit and watch all the people run around doing their tasks like little mindless cockroaches scurrying when the lights turn on. They barely even look up to see the world around them. Sometimes I think that pretty much everyone else are just fillers, like they aren't real people, just put there to make me feel like I should join them. Yeah, i definitely don't feel like I fit, but I love it.

I never totaly fit in anywhere, my nature l guess, but l can fit in most everywhere.

I wouldn't describe it like that. But, do I feel like I don't belong any place? Absolutely.

Someone told me once "if you feel different, it's because you haven't found your crew yet" (like-minded people you can connect with).

What's a plane of existence?

Sometimes.... but there's so many of us that....its more a matter of not being connected than being on a different plane. Let's find each other....

Sometimes.. absolutely.

OK. I'll bite. I also feel this way as have other famous people. The famous German author Thomas Mann said,"everywhere I shall be an alien, a person of my sort is always and everywhere, completely alone."
Nathaniel Hawthorne-from a biography-he lived an existence surrounded by shadows, drawing one away from"the beaten path of the world into a strange sort of solitude-a solitude in the midst of men-where nobody wishes for what I do, nor thinks or feels as I do.

I've felt that way my whole life. I need my own solar system.

Yes I do everyday but as we are as unique as we are the same. It’s to be expected. A healthy brain will always question it’s existence in a variety of way
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"Oh, wonder! / How many goodly creatures are there here! / How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, / That has such people in 't!"

I suppose we start off as Miranda (from The Tempest) utterly infatuated with what life must be like in another place. Then we end up like John Savage (from Brave New World) who was initially awed but then got so disgusted that he hanged himself.

The fact that we are questioning the very meaning of life sets us apart from the rest of the herd. I think each and every one that has wandered into here is an island unto themselves. You have been, and always will be, in your own place. Just sometimes we meet other fellow travelers...

Having read the responses to this question, I feel that a lot of the responders belong in the Introverts' group. If you are not there already, come and visit - you might feel quite at home.

Isnt this about being comfortable in your own skin?

I like what woody allen said. I wouldnt want to be a member of any club that would have me as a member.

I have a good life.

all the time, feel like I'm in a time warp into the future where everything is wrong

all the time, feel like I'm in a time warp into the future where everything is wrong

super Mario completed level song Congrats! you're probably a freethinker! (unless you hear voices in your head then you're a schitzophrenic... good luck)

No. Never

No ! I am never a square screw in a round hole ! If I feel that way I leave !

Every day.

I do

Yep

I have always felt out of phase and consider most other people to be a baffling cipher of mixed messages. And the feeling seems to be mutual, often as not. I present well from a distance (say, the distance of reading my posts on a site like this) but don't usually hold up to close scrutiny. The organic, natural in-person flow of human interaction is largely confined to people I meet while walking, who I know by name, but never interact with for more than five minutes at a time. That's the group of people who find me witty, charming, intelligent and scintillating.

The more I care about or rely on someone or something the muddier the situation gets.

Then there's the problem of people who have zero problem with you until they do. For example, my daughter and I were very close when she was a young child, but when she hit puberty I became hopelessly out of touch and useless and exasperating. This went on for some 30 years and then suddenly in the past couple of years she's decided for whatever reason that I'm okay. Maybe it's the weekly tutoring I've given her oldest son, maybe it's that she likes my current wife and despised the prior one, maybe she's maturing, maybe it's something in the stars, or all of the above, who knows. I've learned not to question such things, just to accept them. I literally have no clue what happened and I strongly suspect she couldn't articulate it either.

I think it's actually quite rare that people with whom you have the closest relationships really fully "get" you and are committed to live with you in a kindly understanding way simply because they believe in you and affirm you, as you do them. I have resigned myself that I'm not ever going to sustainably know what that feel like. It's usually only a bit more than necessary to keep things from flying apart, in my experience. I always feel like I'm on probation, always confusing and disappointing others, trying their patience. And while I understand some surface reasons for that, I don't objectively see that I'm more annoying than all flesh is heir to.

It falls to us to adapt to life; it's clearly not going to adapt to us. So I've learned, and continue to learn, to live with these disillusionments. All I can say is that this is for the most part not what I signed up for or strove for. But it'll do.

I felt this when I was younger but now I realize there are kindred spirits with whom I can communicate