Sometimes, yeah.
It's not as bad these days since I live on my own but the upshot of that is that I feel quite lonely and isolated. It's far preferable to living with family or, even worse, friends or strangers (oddly so-called friends can be worse to live with than strangers, but I digress).
I often find myself relying on people around me for advice or help with practical things - in my younger days I used to whinge constantly about whatever was bothering me...looking back I think "what did I expect them to do about it REALLY?" because there was often little they could do to help. My sense of direction is atrocious...I mean really, really bad. Many's the time I've phoned someone up saying I'm lost and don't know what to do. Embarrassingly, I'm the eldest of my siblings and many of my friends are slightly younger than me. I keep thinking I ought to be more 'grown up' and offer THEM advice and support.
Aside from practical things like using public transport and organising stuff like booking holidays, I must've been an emotional black hole when I was younger...it's nowhere near as bad now, but my parents and close friends in particular had to put up with a lot of 'oddness' from me that neither I or they had an explanation for.
I've tried a variety of measures to resolve this, that seems to work.
1. Plan stuff in advance, in detail. Work out journeys with accompanying maps, phone numbers and make backup plans in case of delays, cancellations and so forth.
2. Be careful with money so I don't need to borrow off other people. Sometimes it means restricting my social life or avoiding buying things I want, but when I see how credits cards mess up people's lives I feel it's worth it.
3. Get into the habit of holding back with complaining about stuff. Sometimes it's good to share, but sometimes 'a problem shared is a problem two people have'. Understanding that other people are preoccupied with their own problems is HARD I'll admit, but the practice pays off.
4. Avoid overdoing it with eating or drinking. You can only learn your limits the hard way, but I got so ashamed with being the whiny drunk who needs looking after I taught myself moderation.
All this sounds easy but I know from personal experience that this is a slow process. Becoming the person I feel I ought to be at my age is a long, hard road and I'm still learning. I feel like I'm catching up with the mature guy I should be...hopefully a formal AS diagnosis will help me understand all the s*** I put my family/friends through was not *my* fault per se. Which won't undo the things I've done, but will at least help me draw a line under them and think more clearly about where my life is going.
In closing, guilt and feelings of being an inconvenience compound the already-present feelings of anxiety you already have. I truly understand why you can feel like you're causing people hassle...you're not alone!