Anonymous wrote:OP,
I feel similarly but am more worried than you seem to be. I worry about isolation later in life.
I like people but after a few minutes I am ready to be alone again. I think I erred by not nurturing old friendships and I am overwhelmed by the thought of what I'd have to do to reconnect.
And, I find myself more irritated by people lately, especially those who are very energetic, extroverted, and smiley. I know that sounds bad. but I am just too tired to match them. They seem happy and eager and I don't want to disappoint them or make them feel rejected so I just stay away. I guess it's an energy issue and I can't do the initial stages of getting to know you right now. I hope it changes in the future. Also, I didn't like how botox looked on me and so I am trying to not have to make all those really happy and excited facial expressions.
I think I am somewhere around where you are. (Age 60)
The people I used to consider friends seem to come in two categories, either they are busy “getting the most out of life” (an idea which exhausts me) or they themselves are very needy (an idea which exhausts me even more).
I just can’t think of anything I’d like to be doing that requires a friend in the same way that it worked in years past.
People come with such baggage after years of being alive and I feel like I’m full up with my own. I have no more room for anyone else’s. I also don’t expect anyone else to shoulder mine, though, either.
I might have inherited it. I don’t recall either of my parents ever really having friends.
Maybe I’ve just never been that type of kid to play with the others in the sandbox. I’d rather read a book.