As I go about my day on Karkern, I often catch myself scrutinizing the humans around me. It’s become a habit I’m not particularly proud of, but it’s hard to shake off the feeling of being an outsider here. Every glance in my direction makes me wonder - are they staring because they’re curious, or is there something more sinister at play? I’ve tried to brush it off as mere paranoia, but the doubts linger.
Sometimes, I find myself overanalyzing even the most mundane interactions. A friendly smile from a coworker might seem genuine on the surface, but my mind races with possibilities. Are they just being kind, or is there an ulterior motive? I know it’s unfair to assume the worst in people, but it’s a hard pattern to break when you’re constantly reminded that you don’t quite fit in. The facial ridges and yellow skin that are so common back on Histia make me stand out like a sore thumb here.
I wish I could say that I’ve found a way to overcome these feelings of suspicion, but the truth is, it’s a daily struggle. I try to focus on my work - both as a mechanic and a battle mech pilot - hoping that my skills will speak louder than any perceived differences. But at the end of the day, when I’m alone with my thoughts, those doubts creep back in. It’s a lonely existence, being an alien in a sea of humans. I just hope that someday, I’ll find a way to trust again without hesitation.
>Soulkyn