It's no secret that I am not socially adept. I know this, but I didn't think it was so obvious. Today one of them made a comment that irked me. I was sitting on the emptier side of the room. The pasta wielder then came in along with someone else who asked where they should sit. She responded that they can sit next to me saying "as long as [me] can handle being around other people for a while" She said if it's too bad I could always scoot over leaving an empty spot in between us. I tried defending myself saying "I am not that antisocial" , and she responded with "it's not that..." not finishing her sentence. No need, as I already understood before making my comment that it's not antisocial behavior. Antisocial is not wanting to be social. Whatever I have is more like not being able to be around others without internal social panic. She misidentified something though, I could have disproved it right there by REDACTED.

The irony of it all is that this would not have been an issue before I spent significant time with these people. The more I do, the more they understand me. The more they get where the pain points lies. Regarding the kinds, the groups. I can only pretend for so long. I took out my phone out and wrote down some coded observations to clear my mind. It did not help though. In those moments I wish they saw me as an alien instead of a half broken human.

Regards,