I feel very, very alone most of the time. I do not generally get satisfaction out of social situations even though I do sometimes feel myself seeking it. It's just as if everyone's programmed differently than I am, and our understandings of what an ideal interaction consists of is so fundamentally different that we cannot satisfy each other. That I will never anyone with whom I can truly communicate in a way that renews my energy more than it saps it - someone who is is WORTH all the incredible effort it takes to breach what feels almost like a language barrier.
...Oh wait. That's called Asperger's.
I hate when logic fails in helping me brush aside wishy washy emotional thoughts.