Why is socialising so hard?

I find initiating conversation hard. Especially in a room of lots of people. I need someone to hook me in on something I'm interested in - then I feel more comfortable and can chat away. The thing I don't get is I know some basic rules like if someone asks you a question you should answer and ask them in return. But for some reason I find it really difficult to ask them back.

At a kids party, I would probably ignore the adults and play with the kids.

I would end up ignoring all the people and playing with the cat.

Last time I attended a wedding, I ended up hanging on some kind of children's play castle with a 7 year old whose language I didn't speak. We also did the see-saw and the swing. It says it all really.

My parents would have gone: 'please, can't you behave?'

I was 38 at the time and wearing a summer dress that was knee-length...

Ah, great! Bizarre how cats have a sixth sense like that. I once had someone over who'd 'recovered' from severe anorexia. She stayed for about three hours. In that time span our female cat brought in:

• a mouse
• a sparrow
• a woodpigeon (!)

All of them straight through the catflap and in one line to the girl's feet. It was unreal. Really as if to tell her: Girl, you need to eat.

She never visited again by the way.

It's even better when the pets return the love and attention. 

I'm a cat person and female cats respond by rubbing noses with me.

Pets are great distraction material too. Oh and helping out in the kitchen!!!

Haha this is the kind of thing I would do. I find social events much easier when there are children there. I just relate to them easier and feel much more comfortable entertaining them than I do trying to have a conversation with an adult.

Last time I had to go to a wedding I was told I looked like I wanted to kill myself. It was a very long and awkward evening.

Haha this is the kind of thing I would do. I find social events much easier when there are children there. I just relate to them easier and feel much more comfortable entertaining them than I do trying to have a conversation with an adult.

Last time I had to go to a wedding I was told I looked like I wanted to kill myself. It was a very long and awkward evening.

Ah, great! Bizarre how cats have a sixth sense like that. I once had someone over who'd 'recovered' from severe anorexia. She stayed for about three hours. In that time span our female cat brought in:

• a mouse
• a sparrow
• a woodpigeon (!)

All of them straight through the catflap and in one line to the girl's feet. It was unreal. Really as if to tell her: Girl, you need to eat.

She never visited again by the way.

It's even better when the pets return the love and attention. 

I'm a cat person and female cats respond by rubbing noses with me.

Pets are great distraction material too. Oh and helping out in the kitchen!!!