MegaDittoes (if I dare say that without unintended political implications).
From about age 7, when I began substituting food for friends and got fat, I became very much a loner. I was terrible at sports, and so of course hated sports - still pretty much do - even just watching. Never saw any attraction in bars and drinking or smoking (probably a good thing, from what I've seen it do to some people), or recreational drugs (same issues).
I came to feel that I was weird, and would rather be alone. It wasn't until after I learned to fly that I discovered I actually liked to have someone along to share the beauty from "up there". It wasn't until after I was able to carpool with a co-worker for a few months that I realized how much fun it was to have a social life during a long commute. It wasn't until I got a mobile ham radio in my car that I realized how much faster the trip seemed when there were good people to talk to - and listen to.
I make very few friends in person. Those that become friends only stay friends if we can learn to disagree. So many people simply cannot accept differing viewpoints on anything, let alone something really important to them.
So, I'm weird. But in middle age, I have accepted my weirdness - even embraced it. I'm not the evil person my delusional boss thinks I am. But I can tick people off, if they get upset when I don't see something the same way they do.
I also used to rock the boat. I tried to make a difference. Now I mostly feel it isn't worth the pain.
I am still amazed to come here and see what others write, and how well we seem to get along - at least most of the time.
I love you people!
Hugs,
Bernice