We live in a harsh world. Nobody is willing to buy your circus, really, because everybody is absorbed in a chaos of their own successes and glamours. Not every ear is willing to lend itself to your problems. Not every mind understands your circumstances. And not every heart can beat to match the pain and pace of yours. And when you try to sell your show - your stories, your adventures, your hopes, your dreams, your troubles - to audiences who couldn't care any less --- that's when you end up playing the sad face clown instead of the circus master.
Advice #25 is about not selling yourself cheap. In making friends, in choosing life partners and soulmates, in socializing, and in creative expressionism do not bother giving yourself away to those who do not understand your freak show.
The majority will not entertain your troubles, complications, and dilemmas as a part of their perfect existence. To them you will be a freak show. That's not a problem. Everybody has a freak show unique to themselves. The difference is the level of freak that comes in each person's share. My fate is notorious for presenting me with a generous load of freak - hence my heavy duty freak show. But I feel blessed - alhamdulillah [all praise for Allah] - with my little freak show. It makes me stronger.