Loneliness of an old aspie

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Can't protect anyone, I think people smell this fact and don't look for me for this sound reason. I can communicate what I understand of life, books, people, politics (though non much interested in politics; too much a pessimist): so I might be an employee in an information office, like a city policeman at the entrance of a palace, like men giving information at the Western Hotel in Kafka's "America". So overburdened and tired that they discharge their job very badly.

here on wrong planet you are far from alone. your addlements are my addlements as well.

yes me too, i too have little time for politics, it always seems like the same old garbage, here in the UK so many politicians seem bereft of any real ideas or ability (other than being good talkers and schemers) .... to get things done seems sooooo convoluted and common sense .... where the hell is that these days ! .. its a soundbite world.

Paulo ... write to me about what books you have read, your favourites, i already know of one very good writer from Italy .... Alberto Moravia.

Y'know, the say this is a social media ... but it can still be bloody lonely !

IMHO politics is an unholy, unsavory mess.

I'll end up a lonely old aspie, so I'm grateful that places like this exist.

viva wrong planet

I've even stopped watching the news; just can't take anymore.

unfortunately, one must keep abreast of current events however depressing, that is a basic survival behavior, sticking one's head in the sand won't be helpful.

paolo

I'm not sure I have ever seen your age, but, your thoughtful subjects, for years here, have often given me deep trains of thought. Something that, for me, isn't triggered often anymore. If I lived in your country, I would do my best to be close to you, at the very least a day from you. I would expect nothing from you other then a small company, in the moment, and perhaps a shared thought, a subject, a debate and , hence, an education. What more could I ask for in life? There are others nearer to you then I am, my friend, never say never.

i never feel the sense of loneliness, isolation perhaps but I am weening myself off the web this last year after an intense six years since we first got this machine, and more and more into books; i read mostly in the kitchen in my folding chair, or in the garden among the birds and plants i have nurtured, the light is good in the kitchen (or at the top of the stairs bathed in evening light) and its away from the association with this time wasting device called a computer. . my 'social life' tends to be out in the wild open landscape in all weathers, not with people but just to be out there in an incredible 'atmosphere' .. there is so much that is so unique round here, secrets to learn, as in fact I have, the landscape itself is my companion, friend, inspiration. Most humans i encounter fail woefully compared to this. I've a cute dog too, he gets me lots of chance conversations, but all I know fine well will never lead to anything, I'm quite gifted actually and more importantly 'am interested' and so theres seldom anyone on my true wavelength and generally act a meeker more humble version of myself to ease the situation along. the real me can be quite dismissive, tho i hide this.

So, it seems I have found happiness !

actually, married yes but no kids, I suffered hellishly as a kid and would not put anyone thro the hell of school. same goes with trying to earn a living, precarious to say the least and thirty years ago went self employed so as not to be among the s**t of others. Again, this makes me happy. Some well meaning but totally off -target individual recently suggested I play sport ! !! .... bah humbug!!... ditto 'socialise'...... jeez .... I can do neither and are a rapid fall into frustration,depression and anger, at 54 I know what I am talking about ! !

btw .. certain foods regulate my moods, at 54 i appear to becoming intolerant of beer, hence now the nightly two bottles are being stopped after thirty years. less pain in the morning and less malancholic the morning after, getting sick of thet 'hungover' feeling.

red wine has always been a no-no ..depresses me bigtime, as also seafoods, shell fish and oysters can make me v angry.

for less pain eliminate potatos, toms and bell peppers ie the nightshade family.

and cod liver oil probably seems to help my disordered brain.

And where were Docs and suchlike professionals in all this ... way far behind ....

Agree. But I just read on line. It's watching all the spin & phoney news readers that I can't take.

Hey namesake, don't fret. When I am in a pickle I'd do worse than to use my brain.

I remember that you were enamored by a little dog. How about posting an ad/personal in a local newspaper offering to dog sit a little dog, in exchange for some company. Just be honest, that you are a little lonely, and you like to discuss literature, etc. You could offer to mentor a post/undergraduate. I would double it up on noticeboards, as paper ad have a short window.

I'm not sure I follow the part about needing to be the protector. I do understand that is some cases that is true. But it is not generally expected of OEPs. I'm not sure if you're being literal or are talking about some other kind of protection, such as financial.

Do you have the equivalent of Age Concern charity in Italy? They might have a befriender scheme. Email them.

1. stop taking in depressants and other distorters into your brain e.g. alcohol (also caffeine, sugar)

2. find someone even worse off than yourself and help them; volunteer at a hospice?