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I don't like doing introduction posts. Turned 50 this year, received autistic diagnosis just over a year ago. I feel that I'm receding socially a bit currently. Lost interest in the people around me. What's the point when 99% of the people I've felt closest to don't stay in contact. Some people I think about re-contacting but don't want to risk it. I don't like being told I am "leaning into my autism", I don't like the phrase, it seems to have negative connotations, as if it's unnecessary and only done for effect. Sometimes my mood can be quite buoyant and playful, and might not realize when I go too far teasing someone, or too far across some boundary. But today, mood low.

Welcome to WP! I hope you like it here.

And, just go with it. Lately I've often suggested to my ADHD bride that she should get the Autism upgrade.
(At least on paper, I think Autism might sometimes look good!)

Hi Frollpoff and welcome to the planet.

I'm all too familiar with that one.
It makes me feel that I belong to The Silence.

Hello and welcome to WP. I bet you'll find some loyal folks around here who will stick around and won't cease contact unless for valid reasons. "Leaning into the autism"..I think I know what that means. Something to do with using it as a crutch or excuse for everything. Thank you for introducing yourself despite your reluctance.

Welcome to here!

Welcome to Wrong Planet!

Welcome to this here planet .....hope you get to enjoy some of your time here..

frollpoff, Welcome to Wrong Planet

You wrote, I am "leaning into my autism", I don't like the phrase, it seems to have negative connotations.

That is because you have a type of autism that is very different then most. You wrote that you have Asperger's Syndrome, or Aspie for short. That places you in a very rare category.

You learn very differently then most people. Something catches your attention and you drill down deeper and deeper into the subject and within a short time you become a Subject Matter Expert. Then you move onto something else that catches your attention and learn all you can about this subject. It gives you an accuracy of around 95% or greater. You are a deep thinker.

Most people live in a world of around 50 percent accuracy. And many times the people that scream the loudest have the lowest intelligence of all. Your skills are centered around writing but most people are centered around talking. Writing gives you time to think and explain things in great depth.

Thanks for the welcome. Better mood today. I wrote that I've lost interest in the people around me, not strictly true, obviously not my family, but when in a low mood, it can feel like I have, that I'm distanced from them.

Believe in yourself and your hidden skills. Find solutions.

What's the second worst thing that could happen?

It's maybe not even about that. It's just been so long in most cases. They've moved on. I've moved on. The world has changed. None of us are the same people as when we were friends. In some cases the friendship was pretty tenuous. Some friendships were with people I kinda grew obsessed with. Was just looking at a photo from last year of a person I knew for two years thirty years ago, but that person had such an impact upon me, same age but I put them on a pedestal. Looking at the photo, I have nothing in common with this person, they're not now who I thought they were back then. Why would they have any interest in me? They barely had much interest, apart from as a butt of their jokes, 30 years ago. The real friendships I had with people I saw almost daily at times, then weekly, then it dropped off, I felt resentment toward for a long time after I was unfriended.

Yes sometimes in life, people move on and disappear in our lives. I remember when I went to high school, I was an outsider. I had been abused in school for many years. But we moved to a different state and I went to a different school. I tried to fit in and I was able to find a couple friends. But then we moved on to other States.

50 years later, I decided to go to my class reunion, my 50th year High School class reunion. So I traveled back 1000 miles from home and attended the event. I met one of my classmates. They were astonished that I came. One man told me that he wondered what ever happened to the class genius. And he meant it.

So when you meet someone you can relate too, sometimes it is worth the trip to see them again and find out what happened in their lives.

welcome, diagnosed at age 68, what a relief!