Thank you, Fitz...
But my problem is that I never had any friend, a real friend, in real life. The whole childhood, school, studies... never. I always was an outcast. Creature from different planet.
Now I know why. I have social disorder (and many others), I'm Aspie. Aspies aren't good material to be friend. But it doesn't mean I never tried. I tried all the time and I failed in every trial.
In every hit of depression I always was alone. Nobody around me who would want to help. I thought that it's because people don't understand me and don't care about me. Probably it's true.
My last trial to be someone's friend it was the hardest time for me, connected/finished with this last, the hardest wave of depression I have to fight now. And no matter what I do, no matter what I say... no matter what I try... I always fail...
My last conversation with this person it was the most depressing and the saddest thing for very long time.
Again I thought that he could understand something, that I could get some support... and it was wrong... All what I got it was doubt that I ever wanted to be his friend.
Seriously, I don't know what to think... what to do... When I trust someone, it always has this pathetic finish.
I'm Aspie, Fitz. This diagnosis I had to accept and it was strange feeling... the whole last week I had to wrestle with this. But even if I can accept it, even if it gives me a lot of explanations about myself, it doesn't change anything. Especially if we talk about understanding me by my friend.
I still feel terribly. The second day (there is morning here), and I still can't stop crying after yesterday's message.
Your words are very kind, this same about Nightmare's and Purebreed's... Thank you guys for this. But what I should think now about this whole situation, about my lost life? I don't know. Because no matter how hard I try, I always fail...