Society had plans for you. College, career, 2.5 kids, white picket fence, die quietly.

Plot twist: You were friendly fire in your own revolution.

Their system couldn't process who you actually are. So they called you difficult, unfocused, too much, not enough—anything to make you fit their flowchart.

But you didn't break. You just stopped playing their game.

These socks are for those who got labeled a "casualty" and wore it like a badge of honor. For those who realized that being incompatible with a broken system isn't failure—it's proof you're doing something right.