jackbus01 wrote:
I don't think people are out to get me personally. I do make the observation however that some people are naturally more likable than others. I am not, by anyone's standards, easily likable. You have to know me to like me. I naturally distrust people, so that doesn't help much either.
There are some that don't like me, but that is clearly their problem, I probably don't like them much either.
My wife always tells me "There are so many people that want to be your friend. I don't understand why you don't want to hang out with them.". So I guess that I'm "likeable". I don't really see that in myself, though. I certainly don't go out of my way to encourage people to like me. I do have a decent, if offbeat, sense of humor and I generally do well online. I can even play the role of a normal person most of the time, but it's very draining. My wife is very social and it can take me a week or more to recover from being dragged to "a fun party....you'll have a good time" <yikes!! !> I try to "put in my time", but the stress builds and I'll usually find an excuse to bail out after 30 minutes or so. If it's a neighbourhood event, I've learned to show my face at the beginning, leave and then come back halfway through and make an appearance again. It's not paranoia, but I don't really know what it is. I guess that there's just a certain element of intimacy that I just don't want to share with acquaintances.
I have no problem helping people out, answering questions, teaching other people things, etc. I just can't do the social thing. It's not that I dislike people (well...maybe. I don't actively dislike individuals, but I do generally dislike people as a group). I just can't help thinking how much I want to get away from this person and go do something productive with my time.
I don't distrust other people. If anything, I trust them more than I should. I just assume that everyone says what they mean and means what they say until they prove otherwise. Usually if I find out that someone has lied to me, I just can't deal with them anymore. If I know that they've habitually lied to others, all bets are off. I simply can't be around them. It's like being around someone that you know is molesting chickens in their basement. You can't look at them without hearing the frantic clucking in your head and imagining feathers flying everywhere.
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