I had quite a rough time when I was a school gates mum. I had one close friend who I would walk with and as soon as we went in the gates, she would be surrounded by a hive of other Mums and I would literally be ignored. occasionally I would add a comment and often got a bemused look as if what i said was crazy. (it may well have been...)
My friend often arranged nights out with the other mums or they did. I was never invited. yet she and I shared many secrets, I talked her through her marriage break up and I believe we were close. But it just fizzled.
Eventually, I walked alone (mostly) and sat and waited alone (for two years...). the last day I had to go to that school was probably the best day.
In the year since my youngest start secondary, I have seen my "friend" once and it hasn't really bothered me much.
I just don't see the point in making an effort when it doesn't lead to anything more than superficial chat.
Over time i have come to appreciate that I am worth knowing, but that not everyone suits me. I am quirky and cool, i like different things and don't mind looking and talking in a different way. I am who I am. There is no changing me
I am kind to strangers, I make conversations with people who are on their own, I am open and tell the truth. I am a great person - I am just different.
I also love my own company. While it is sometimes sad that I have few people to share all this wonderful stuff with,. I am Ok with it just being me, my H and the kids. They all get me and try as I might, no one else really does...
My counsellor tells me this is a coping mechanism I picked up as a child. I feared getting too close to people and wanted to set myself apart and be noticed. It was to do with a lack of parental attention. I didn't get it so I developed a coping strategy of not expecting or wanting it. I dress differently to show i am not one of them and don't wont to be. of course that isn't really true, but too ingrained now.
its complicated :)