I’m sure this is due at least in part to some sort of self-fulfilling prophecy, as I can identify with and relate to others like me and vice versa, while neuotypicals tend to not tolerate my idiosyncrasies etc. Either way, it sucks being all “I had a social obligation early in the day and it was exhausting but it’s done, I had some time to recharge and I don’t feel like isolating for once” but all I get back is crickets. I don’t blame anyone in the least - everyone’s got their own shit they’re dealing with. It’s just disheartening.
I can relate to all of that. I’ve been feeling like every single day is a mission for over a year now. Lately, I’ve been getting short waves of life seemingly out of nowhere, but then it’s back to muscling through. And yeah, I was in a therapy group a while ago. I remember getting the feeling that everyone was worried about socializing with each other. We were all a bit mistrusting. There has to be something else, right? This can’t be it.
edit: You’re welcome 🙂