The art of running away is finding places where you have space. Where normal is a different size or shape or color, so you can grow new edges, so you expand into new corners you didn’t know were available. You are still you, but your definitions for normal and special change, so you can find places where you fit better, or belong more. If you are really lucky, you can find your home, the place that is just the right shape and size for you. I haven’t found that yet, and I am not sure I am supposed to. I do know that I have found places with fewer boundaries, so I can be more me, more of the time. I can relax about not being normal and find more joy in being my true self.
So run, bless you, run!