Of the total of 13 friends I have had throughout the course of my life, only two of them have I actively enjoyed "socialising", i.e talking for talking's sake, with. They are the only two that get that I'm a little off-kilter and don't mind when I go off on bizarre tangents about my interests (Star Trek and literature), probably because one's an English teacher, and the other is as in love with ST as I am... Everybody else though, strangers, acquaintances, co-workers, etc., I hate having conversations with. They're boring because they're usually about things like sports or politics or gossip that I don't understand or have the time or inclination to keep up with, or anxiety-provoking (strangers especially) because I can never tell when I'm following the social rules correctly, plus I'm abysmal at small talk. It's rare when people get more than one-word answers out of me when they ask things like "what did you do today?" or "how's the weather?" Because try as I might I can't think of anything else to say. How long can two people talk about the fact that it's raining outside? Yes, I know it's raining, I was just out there. Why is this relevant to anything? So, in short, unless I'm allowed to go off on a monologue about something that is actually pertinent to me, I hate socialising and would just as soon be left alone to study the things that make me happy.
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"Survival is insufficient" - Seven of Nine
Diagnosed with ASD level 1 on the 10th of April, 2014
Rediagnosed with ASD level 2 on the 4th of May, 2019
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