Here’s the unfortunate truth. If anyone’s ever met me in person, I’m the most outgoing autistic main character you’ve ever met.
Late 30’s, hundred of friends, aquatsnces, etc. They all disappear by mid 30’s. Obsessed with their career, family or just being weird as fuck.
You will never have a better opportunity to socialize and be present with your peers than right now in your 18-30 body. Embrace it, lean in and fucking step out of your shell.
It’s an absolute waste land after 35. I don’t make the rules but I’ll continue reporting the weather.