I was verbally bullied a lot in my primary/early to mid secondary school days, and because of being aspergers (though i didn't know at the time) this was often because of my inability to know what was socially appropreate conversation or just generally making an ass of myself in the way that a combination of autism & childhood behaviour can do(so one might argue my own fault).
21 now, but i think i still have a lot of mental hang ups from the house; for a first point, i can't be laughed at, even when it's in good jest among friends, being the subject of collective laugher just makes my blood boil in an instant. likewise, i am to this day incredably left concious about the opinions of others of me, to the extent where the philosophy that has served me best in life is 'tell no one any more than they need to know about me, under any circumstances''. i will not openly discuss my hobbies (including here) with anyone, friends or family, because of the simple fact that what people know can be used to mock you.
this has lead me to some disareements with my partner. who opposingly will cheerfully tell anyone anything she feels is interesting, not to the extent of private conversations, but certainly to the extent of ''chris has been watching [tv show] and is getting quite into it''. Does ANYONE need to know that about me? what possible purpose does that information serve them? to the extent where i find myself getting annoyed with such circumstances.
the main reason i'm posting this hear is because quite frankly i needed to vent and also if anyone has any experience or advice with similar feelings, because i appreciate my feelings are in the wrong.