I’m not here to impress you. I don’t need your validation. I don’t require your consent for my continued existence. I don’t exist as a foil for your otherwise perfect day. I am not here to perform services for your benefit. I am not here for you to look at and think, “My how pretty.” I am not interested in your thoughts about how unkempt my beard is. I am not concerned by your shock at my disregard of your social norms. I am not interested in your social norms.
Does that make me a bad person, a crazy person, an antisocial person, or does it make you those things for believing the opposite? I don’t know, and I really don’t care what the answer is. Insert reference to Osho reading the definition of some derogatory word here.