Not to know
What you don't see, cannot see, is that even though I might not be included in such a group, I do feel myself included in such a group. Not that I have that much in common with its other members, for I don't; but the little in common is more than enough. So when you talk about such crowd, I do feel you're talking about me as well; when you pass judgement over them, I do feel you're judging me as well. I'm not sure if you are; it's just a feeling, born of my insecurity, my recurring weakness. But such a feeling keeps me from asking you. As much as I'd like to hear the right answer and be reassured, I'm too afraid of listening the wrong answer. Sometimes it's better for us not to know.