Published on 12, July, 2020
Hi, everybody. I'll try to get to the point without blabbering on.
I have not been formally diagnosed, but it's obvious. I'm a woman in my 50s and although I'm not particularly interested in social interaction, I *am* tired of being "the only one who_____" all the time. Anyone relate?
Like I said, I don't need to be *around* other people like me. It would just be nice to know that there are some people like me, somewhere. It's hard not seeing oneself reflected in any way in the larger community. Does any of this sound like any of you? I'm not looking for personal messages or anything. Just a "yeah, me too" would be enough.
Thanks
There are a few things on your list that I can relate to.
I am not a follower of fashion, as I wear what I like the look of and what I find comfortable.
During my younger years, I wasn't averse to wearing heels. Now, I prefer to wear footwear I find comfortable and can actually walk in. As you say, why suffer?
I don't enjoy feeling cold and never have done. It makes no sense to me when I see women dressed up for a night out, shivering away because it's the middle of winter, and they are walking around in skimpy outfits.
Visits to the hairdresser are not my idea of a relaxing experience. Hence why I invested in some hair clippers some years ago, and prefer to tackle my hair myself.
I have never had a manicure or pedicure either. I also don't wear cosmetics, although I did experiment when I was younger.
Whilst I have visited the likes of restaurants and pubs, I generally find them too noisy and too busy.
Hi, Sparkly--thanks so much for responding. I live in a place that gets to -20 Fahrenheit in the winter. I am always baffled by how women go to work, do errands, or hit the town in these little coats, super thin gloves, cutesy hats (if they dare wear a hat at all), tight pants with no long johns, and shoes with only nylons and no socks. Every. Single Day. And then they complain about how much they hate winter. Yet...they have friends and families because they fit in and look like everyone else...but they live cold for months and months. Here I am in warm, bulky clothes--which is the only reasonable choice when it's that cold--yet *I* am the weirdo that no one wants to be seen with. Makes no sense to me. I was asked by friends to go out on the town in 2020 (a very rare invitation). It was literally the night before lockdown, so I remember it well. It was -20. Normally I wear ski pants in that weather if I go outside at all. But I tried to fit in and wore jeans with long johns (still much bulkier than everyone else, but no ski pants), slimmer gloves, shorter coat, etc. And all I remember from that night was being cold. I don't remember anything fun.Idk. Perhaps part of this is that we're more sensitive to cold?? Maybe that's it.Anyway, thanks for letting me know I'm not alone. This day was looking pretty bleak, but you've added a little sunshine, although I hope with all of this you're doing as well as can be. :)