Is acceptance all it takes to live?

If I wanna live do I have to accept that there's no "normality" In the way of living? That I'll never be a whole person? Could it finally be peaceful if I accept that I'll never be able to feel like how normal people do, I'll never have a stable sense of identity like they do?

What even is "Normal"? The people I see everyday? The genuine laugh and smiles? The love they give and receive? How they talk about themselves so naturally as if selves is a pretty familiar thing that they never doubt?

I think I'm just typing my thoughts down, maybe it doesn't make sense to some