Short Bus of Life

The most talked about topic in our household between my husband and I has been the existence of our relationship. He keeps trying to figure out what attracts us to one another, why did it happen? I tell him it just is. Growing up I was pretty much a loaner. Liked by many, accepted by none. This came truly evident lately when I received my old elementary and junior high yearbooks from my parents. The things people said about me. There was a running theme apart from my physical appearance. A nice girl but really "weird". What is weird? Maybe I was misunderstood. I never felt like I was not smart but I did feel as if I was not challenged. I always felt there was more and I think I always looked for that answer. I think I still do. I felt as if I was put on the short bus of life because of my differences and now 38 years later I am looking for a transfer and the "weird" has returned or am I just misunderstood.