I used to think the only way to be okay was to always have everyone else’s approval, agreement, respect, accommodation, consideration, open-mindedness, empathy, kindness, care...
That’s like thinking the only way to stay dry is to always have sunny weather.
Some days it’ll appear to work, but I'm hinging the whole enterprise on something over which I have no control (and, frankly, is none of my business).
I’m working to accept that I have no control over anything outside attention to my true nature (my body and identity being outside of my true nature because they are stories).
And I’m slowly finding that a stable home within my infinitely peaceful and loving true nature is a much better way to be okay (if not the only way).