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
Welcome 88629, I am Number.
Congratulations on finding your people. You and I are kin.
Cousins perhaps, but from the same truth.
I fear that many of us fail to realise "what the hell it is all about" in time, and they wither on the vine or worse.
Survives of the enlightenment battle we are.
I hope you will enjoy meeting more in our diverse (but fundementally core) family.
It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Number.
PS...I've just read more carefully some of your responses above - especially regarding your animal family members. Please do not think that your feelings and actions are unique....many here, and myself, know and feel the same intensity towards our animal companions. You are most certainly not alone in this.
Thank you, Number! What a wonderful community here. Learning that there are, indeed, people like me somewhere--anywhere--has made a much bigger difference to me than I was expecting. Not only that, but you all seem quite interesting and I'm enjoying reading the responses.I relate to the realization struggle. The "what's wrong with me?" and/or the "what's wrong with everybody else?" is lifelong until the lightbulb. Not that it's suddenly all easy after that, but you know what I mean...
And the animal issue...so nice to hear that others relate!! I know that I'm not crazy for experiencing my animals as "people" (in the closeness of the bond, I mean) but others around me don't get it.
A while ago one of my animals was hospitalized and not expected to survive; it happened to be over my birthday and everyone knew about it, but they told me to still go out and have fun anyway. Can you imagine?? Talk about feeling alone or misunderstood. How in the world...why would I party while she is probably dying and potentially never to be seen alive again? That episode really pushed me to try to find others like me. Thank you for your validation.
Anyway, thank you for your thoughtful response. It's nice to meet you!