I had this thought when I went to see the Minecraft movie earlier with my friends. Walking out, I saw this guy (probably mid 20s) in a creeper shirt going up to random people and asking if they’d played Minecraft or if they enjoyed the movie. For some reason, a wave of sadness passed over me that I haven’t been able to shake off. I’m pretty sure the guy was on the spectrum, and I grew up with an older brother on the spectrum so that could be why. But I’ve thought this many times in my life and this reminded me. DAE feel this way?
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I feel as if I wrote this post myself. I 100% understand what you mean.
Making friends is hard. Unfortunately it’s not intuitive for everyone.
The mentally ill? Yes, though idk if sad is the right word for it. It’s a heavy feeling as if their loneliness is being transferred onto me. I feel that way when I see homeless people talking to themselves in public, clearly out of touch with reality and will most likely never be able to return.
I’m autistic and would definitely relate to him and feel bad, though I grew out of that phase early on, being a “girl” and therefore socialized differently. But once I get to know someone I still talk their ear off about my interests. My partner knows a lot about birds now 🙂