how despite appearance i am not a human?

the question of whether or not i am a human has hovered within me since childhood. since the time kids began calling me an

Astro
or an
Alien
It was very disorienting at 1st. “How would they know?” even as i moved schools, came across humans that didn’t know people from previous schools, and they too called me

Astro
/
Alien
!!
It was even more curious that at Uni’s 1st degree, there seem to have been some kind of a consensus among a significant number of students, that I was, in fact, something of an

Astro
/
Alien

In case this doesn’t sound curious, lets add another element to the narrative? the fact that humans tend to think they can define others. Like telling another that they are things as:

Latino
or
Caucasion
and stuff like
Cow
or
Pig
..and
even as an alien, humans insisted that I am, at the same time and space, without any special metamorphosis nor an ironic smile or some other humor nor self mocking, that i am also a

Man
or
Brit
yet i never felt all these things. all i have experienced during self reflective modes and via following such modes with corresponding thoughts was that i’m, maybe a bit like Fanon, a

Human
or
Human
Yet, I don’t really want to slant anyone. Maybe, I am mistaken and should just follow the definition of being defined which stresses a reflection onto that which come defined – rather than From the entity?

IsThat
HowHumans
think?