Mostly, I could tell, I made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't understand me, and he was sort of holding it against me. I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else. But really there wasn't much point, and I gave up the idea out of laziness.
The narrator reflects on a sense of disconnection and misunderstanding in their interactions with another person. They sense that their presence creates discomfort, as the other individual struggles to comprehend their identity and perspective. This misunderstanding fuels a level of resentment or tension between them.
The narrator contemplates the desire to alleviate this discomfort by proving their normalcy and relatability. However, they ultimately resign to a sense of laziness and futility, recognizing that dispelling the other person's misconceptions may not be worth the effort. This resignation highlights the complexities of human connection and the barriers of understanding that can exist between individuals.