I'm back, I'm mean, and I'm misunderstood

I really dislike being misunderstood. I think that is why I am so drawn to the movie Rebel Without a Cause. The main character was simply misunderstood. He was misunderstood by classmates, his friends, and the arresting officer. The only thing that really understood him was the wind-up monkey. Dean's character, Jim Stark, understood everybody else. He knew his Dad wore the dress, mom wore the pants, and the grandmother was the source of discontent. He was honest about his circumstances. No one else gave Jim Stark the same honest perspective. What thrills me is when someone really gets me. I always here people say "Do you get it?" "Are you with me?", etc... I want people to get me...to understand what I am about and who I am on a very broad term. I don't mean the minutia of my soul, but on a global perspective. Do you get it or not?