I'm realizing that I never fit in either, I just assumed I could. I once lived in a big, shared house, and after two years, I stopped feeling like the new guy. So I took inventory, and I was the earliest current resident. I worked hard on a local committee that was starved for members for years, and the day I missed one meeting, they replaced me. I never trusted my parents, and now I've been betrayed by most of the people I tried to work with, due to the intellectual gulf.
Now I put Christmas lights up outside for camo, but avoid any seasonal reminders indoors, except for indulging in fancy food. This year, needing some craft work for therapy, I made some wall art for a guy who was rarely loyal in the past, and a wooden toy for a fatherless neighbour boy. It is getting hard to surf the 'net without being reminded that I have a frustrated social instinct. There is one guy I could go talk and laugh with, but I almost never drive that far for purely social reasons, and I'm stocked up to hibernate for another three weeks.