hurtloam wrote:
I'm so sick of being on my own....
(I'm quoting a bit of your text, just so that you'll get a notification of this reply.)
I never wanted friends, just a girlfriend. When I was in junior-high school (pre-secondary school), I wasn't in the least interested in making friends. That probably had something to do with why I got picked-on so much. When you're alone at Juvie-Jungle Junior-High, of course you're a target for the Juvies.
Things would have gone a lot more smoothly for me if I'd participated in academic clubs, &/or extracurricular sports. My dad suggested sports, and I was politely agreeable and noncommittal, but was privately saying to myself, "You've got to be kidding."
In fact once a school counselor told me that i should "...shoot the bull with the guys." I politely agreed again, but why would I want to waste time on them, even if I could successfully pretend to have something to say to them.
To this day, the only friend that I need or have is my girlfriend. ...and, when I was in school, a girlfriend would have been the only friend that I'd have wanted.
(Of course i like to talk to people at this website. From them, I can learn a lot about what happened to me.)
So, what made me unhappy in highschool, and what I regret so much about junior-high, was that I never had a girllfriend in those days.
To me, a relationship is more important than friends.
So, from my perspective, I'd suggest being noticeably unusually nice, showing interest, to a shy, quiet, non-gregarious, and serious guy that you like. ...enough so that he gets the message. If he isn't interested, no problem. (easy for me to say now, when I was always afraid to approach anyone). If he's shy, your friendly manner and unmistakable interest should ease his social fears.
I suggest that that type of guy would be the best and most dependable longterm company for a girl.
What first motivated me to reply was my disagreement with your statement, "I hate life".
As a participant in the philosophy discussion at this website, I had to comment on that.
You can hate the way your life has gone. I hate things that have happened to me, or didn't happen for me. You can hate the circumstances, or how you dealt with them, during part of your life.
But that isn't the same as hating life itself. After all, what you don't like is a
lack of life.
The circumstances of our lives (especially including the social disadvantage of Asperger's) are, for me and some others here, certainly a lot less that what we'd have liked. But I sometimes feel as if the important thing is that life was (is?) there, even if I couldn't have it.
I don't think that what happened to me is characteristic of life. I don't even know if someone with my Asperger's attributes always would miss-out on life. Under different circumstances, maybe it's possible to be like me and still not miss early-life. So I don't have to hate or regret the way I am.
I feel that what happens in one life is one life-experience possibility-story, among infinitely-many of them. I feel that "what is" is a lot more than this particular world or this one life. Sometimes I feel that Reality is more open, loose and free than the pessimistic and circumscribed Materialism philosophy would suggest. ...and that missing a life isn't the same thing as missing life. ...as if life is unlimited and isn't something can get used up, or something that you can really miss out on.
Maybe things are really a lot better than what Materialism implies.
Maybe this post is getting just a little off-topic.
Michael829
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