Nobody else can serve the world with your exact mix of weird. That’s by design.

The combination is the point. Your specific interests, the odd thing you know too much about, the way you notice what other people walk past, none of it was handed out at random and none of it exists in that arrangement anywhere else. At sixteen it mostly feels like a liability. It stops feeling that way around the time you find what it was for.

Stop sanding down the parts of yourself that do not match the room. Find one place where the strange combination is useful, a job, a club, a kid who needs what you know. Use it there before you have worked out what it means.