My existential crisis

My whole life I’ve always felt like my voice was my strength. My voice, and my perception was always what kept me sane, and safe. It was the only thing that stood up for me. Throughout my life I feel like I’ve gathered so much evidence confirming that I was right, but was I right? Am I right? Or is that evidence, just people backing down from me because I’m so hard to swallow they literally just need to stop, or am I so wrong that they just give up and let me be wrong. That’s what they’ve always told me. But something about that doesn’t feel right either. Have you ever experienced this