I stood in the grocery store line, looked around, and realized I would never belong. I had known when I moved here that no one would ever confuse me for a national. But I thought if I dressed the part, at least I wouldn’t have a neon sign flashing...

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Group chats. Saved seats. Inside jokes. These things, while fun, can be exclusive and produce a “you don’t belong” feeling in my stomach. Throughout my life, I’ve frequently felt on the outside of circles and friend groups. Just when I start to fe...