there is like, no amount of SAME that covers how much I feel this post.Well, the partnerpal stuff. But I’m sorry dude, do you have people you can do kind of low-key stuff with to gradually adjust to going out more?
I was going to put a hugging .gif in here or something but it all seemed FLIPPANT or TRITE. The sentiment remains, though. Partnerpalship is a huge puzzling ocean of turmoil and questions, and it sucks that we’re in it! Or rather it sucks that we’re in it without paddles. I think. But it is good to know that I’m not alone in floundering about like this, so thank you for that! C:
Yeah I think I probably do! (I think they are probably going to read this at some point actually, too) The plan is to move out with some such chums at some point, and I’m assuming they will allow me time to adjust to the social environment, like an alarmed cat that hides behind the sofa for two days in a new building. Except I promise not to jump on their feet as they walk past or anything.
I am just hoping and assuming that many of these socialisation-coping-failure problems will gradually resolve themselves once I’ve moved out! Because the over-socialisation mostly stems from having to be around people who are like perpetual nails on a chalkboard to me, I think. Maybe this is too detailed of an answer, actually. And it has too many jokes and amusing metaphors in it for a serious post (though that’s because jokes and amusing metaphors are how I talk about serious issues). But I’ll just create the post anyway before I back out, like an alarmed cat faced with a worming tablet.