I do a few times a week.
Everytime I think I acted normal and tricked everyone; the next day I wake up and reflect on all the social cues I missed and realize how weird I was.
I don’t know if my reflection is true or not. But its enough to make me need to recharge my social battery for another month at least.
and if they turn on lights, open drawers, or move things around, I’ll just think I did all that and forgot about it/misplaced things. Unhauntable.
Imagine having no walls or social norms. Lucky bastards.
Best I can do to try to not care too much.
And I think the best way to do that is accept that interactions will likely go poorly and be awkward or off-putting for the other person. I know, for some, that sounds like giving up but it really lowers the stakes for your social interactions and allows you to not fret about them so much.
I can’t do anything about the judgments of others and I’m just not into making myself miserable over it anymore. It also lets me enjoy when it does happen to go well, occasionally.





