I am conscious at times of being too much at odds with the world, and then I wonder if those who are not at odds are actually not the odder in a way? It's like they do not see or hear or think about what is so deafeningly loud and clear... one could argue that it's good they don't because it makes it possible to live a blissfully ignorant life. The cost of facing reality in the face is not a small one.

As J. Krishnamurti said, “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”

Aldous Huxley, a close friend of Krishnamurti’s, wrote along the same lines in the Brave New World Revisited (1958):

"The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does. They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted."