Do you ever feel like escaping?

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What I mean is... do you ever feel like you want to have your own hiding place where you just can't be found. A place where you could be alone and people wouldn't come and bother you? I feel like that all the time. Other times I feel like I just want to be in the car while my parents drive all over the place and never stop.

Does anyone else feel like this? I mean I hate social interaction and sometimes that's the only thing that stops me. But other times I just want to escape to some place. I feel bored and its like, the need for an adventure. D:

Yes, all the time I want to disappear. Sometimes I think the little world in my head is way better than this one and I wish I could step into it on a more permanent basis. I used to hate social interaction and when it's not with the right person, it can be a bit of a pain. It can be tiring and quite annoying at times. I used to not come out of my room, then I got a job, I thought I was too scared and anxious to have one, I thought I would be on Xanax every time I got home from work but the job I had was at night, there were not so many people out, and the people I dealt with were the weird ones and I found them to be amusing. Another thing that makes me want to escape is the behavior or NT's sometimes. You know before I put myself out into the world, I had this misconception about them that made me think that to be like them meant that they had all of their crap together. I've come to find out that this is far from the truth, and that my detached little way of thinking can be far more sophisticated than theirs. I think it's good for us to escape from that.

One thing that I also noticed is that in a way, socializing for me can be very bad. Because if I make a friend, I get so happy about it that I think I come on too strongly and they get put off by it. Like if I send them an email and they don't message me back I think that I've done something wrong or I've executed socialization the wrong way and the person on the receiving end of it can sense that.

If I had the opportunity to live as a hermit, I would most certainly take it.

Yes, sometimes trying to forge relationships is very unnerving.

I AM LIKE THAT TOO. I end up trusting them too much that I get too emotional and stuff... but the good things is that my friends are supportive and don't mind. Three of them understand I have a disability that causes problems for me. So they know I'm not perfect... but I still need an escape. But past friends have always thought I was too clingy, a drama queen or whatever.

A small cabin in the woods is where I would love to escape to. Or a earth mound house in a field away from the world. I also escape regularly into a data center at my job. Its louder than I would like, however ear plugs work somewhat. No one comes in and bothers me and I am able to escape in the middle of a work day. I still would like to escape further into a silent, dim nook.

I would also love to try a sensory deprivation tank, and use that as an escape from the world for several hours a day.

Yes, every day. If I could, I would retreat into a secluded hut somewhere in the mountains, the woods or a tropical island, never to return again, just listening to nature and my own thoughts.

I sometimes (quite often, depending on my mood) wish that I would be put into a secluded room in an Asylum where I could just be for myself.
But then I remember that when staying in an Asylum you usually have to wake up early and go to therapy sessions with groups of people like you, which usually makes me happy that I am where I am.

Yeah I've had people say they understand my disability and say "it's okay honey, i understand" only I come to find out, when I do something wrong they act like they have no idea that the mistake I made was a part of having AS and I didn't understand the signals they were sending out so they are very, very mean. I had one thing like that happen very recently and they said horrible things. I have since learned that those people who pretended to know me were only superficial friends, and the people who really do care about me, they like me for me, and when I told them that I have Asperger's Syndrome they either already knew all about it because they had known people with it or they looked it up.

I am slyly building up the top two floors of a terraced block into a "man den" - taked time to slyly do it but its coming into shape like a de facto ann franks attic. I turned the bottom floor into two apartments to generate a crude income and use the place as a getaway when i cant stand stuff - not completely sorted but getting there

I am always thinking places to escape to, even if I never get there. I could easily live alone and isolated for the rest of my days and be perfectly happy.