My lack of social skills and connections

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I lost a draft . I just pushed the wrong button, and it became a draft, which I can't find .
When I read the one-line definition of Aspergers' as " a difficulty with social codes " I thought " that's me " . Being AS and aspects of my life and school situation denied me much, anyway, of the connections and platforms people build up social capital with. And so I'm all alone . Emotionally and sexually-romaally . I don't know what I can do about it . Maybe I'm dated to die all alond .

Have you thought about looking into Christianity, Ass-p? At your age, it's hard to find hope when your body and mind seem to be slipping away, but Christianity is ALL ABOUT hope.

Church is also where a lot of older people tend to gather, it might be worth it to find a church in your area, but principally try to foster a relationship with God, and the rest should follow.

...It's a thought. I have gone to church some, but not recently-recently - it is hard for me to get up on a Sunday morning and then dress, then make my way to the church that I've gone to here in San Francisco - getting going, then dressed, then, walking slowly with my crippledness m, then the bus, the. walking up hull is quite a bit of distance
I've thought I could believe literally in every Biblical story but, also, I could see it was symbolic or a myth - or in-between ?

Sometimes churches tend to be well-connected on social media, you can make it known to the church group on facebook or twitter that feel rather isolated and maybe someone from that group would visit you every so often? I know an Chrstian lady who used to do this to a lot of older people, In fact her best friend was an older man such as yourself, she really loved visiting older people.

San Francisco tends to be more connected than most other cities tech-wise thanks to all the young people that move there for tech related jobs, so I think a church over there is twice as likely to be well-connected on social media.

But don't lose faith in Christ, when we die, to a Christian that is our graduation day and we go on to heaven. So you are probably closer to being young again than me. I think that's quite exciting if you ask me, this is why Christianity is really a religion that's all about hope. So when we don't have much going for us, we still Hope for the better world. And when you're lonely, you pray to God to keep you company and you focus on making conversation with him in your mind, this keeps your heart set upon hope, and positive things -- not to give in to despair -- but to rejoice with a lot of patience and perseverance.

Anyways, try to keep yourself distracted with positive hobbies so that you don't dwell on loneliness, dwelling on loneliness is a real killer. Even small things such as cleaning your room, making a little drawing, reciting a poem, etc, goes a long way, you have to keep moving -- in your own way.

...Se, one problem about getting visitors is that, for one, at this " temporary respite place " I don't think they allow visitors - For another, although my socio-economic status is probably pretty clear. I guess I'm unwilling to say " I'm homeless, come visit me " and who would? Also, it's not that I'm unable to leave, go out - But it is an effort, and I walk so slow .

...That aside, my isolation, it see.s. was built by a lot of things . I guess there was whatever isolation I started with Then, maybe my brother's retardation - maybe made me less popular, and, maybe more, just going along for the ride when he was going to therapists/whatever took me away from possible social situations . Then, me too being " special " and going to therapists maybe took me away from social situations and, perhaps, stigmatized me too .
When high school came along, I was sent to a " special " school - further way, with a longer school day, and myself one of few day students at a mostly boarding one, so no real contact with people there IIRC - Even having compulsory summer school/day camp there - No " getting away ", much, for summed . With that I J
just wanted freedom, to be at home & read and listen to music & watch TV - my mother at one point had this ambition of sending me to prep school - It didn't happen, which I've tended to think that was good because I'd be just gotten raped more in prep school .
Prior to the HS-time special school, my father was in the hospital for various reasons. My mother would visit him but I was too young to visit so I'd be downstairs in the lobby reading my library book or whatever - as with riding along while my brother was going to therapists - rather being the good little boy and sitting in the back seat and not making any trouble

...U was going to write back and go about my lousy shape. But now ...

...Theh still b haven't washed my clothes and I haven't really had enough sleep - so that's my excuse for not going to church . It is a fairly long combination of bus wait, walking slow in rather cold. could rain , weather - then an uphill walk at the end .

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...The point of this- briefly - was that, Sunday I think, I was going to post about my feelings about going out a d my condition - But, when I got back to the place, my back, apparently from being strained, hurt . Beyond my bed, a lot of the t I me, there is little I can sit without back pain - and sometimes my back aches after I guess too much time in the bed .
I can almost never find a place to sit down and look at comics (or color pictures or art reproductions) in the sun . There wasn't a lot in Santa Cruz, there's less here . Or a comfortable place tri read - especially with my eyes tending to be blurry niw .