I know some people who are social butterflies- they can make friends effortlessly and have a huge pool of people they can access to share some leisure activity with, or for moral support. I’m the total opposite. It used to be because I was shy, but even now much later being much more friendly around people close to me, I try to make friends but fail for one reason or another.
The problem is parallel to a lot of people’s challenges in relationships- Most people that would like me as a friend have extremely unpleasant qualities (kleptomania, zero sense of ambition, troublemakers, etc) which I am not willing to deal with. Half the time I am convinced these people are only interested in the prospect of mooching off me.
Another problem is that I have a best friend, whom I’ve known for around fifteen years. Usually it has just been him and I. So I never had a strong desire to make other friends…I always thought that none of them could come close to how great my friendship is with my best friend.
But lately that has started to change. My relationship with my best friend is straining, and the more our lives change the more strained it gets. I am also almost done with school. In the five years I have been going to college, I made zero friends It wasn’t as bad when I was in school part-time, but once I got really serious about getting my BA degree and was spending more time on campus, I began to get lonely. I really didn’t have anybody else to hang out with, and I felt completely alone in my struggles in school. I thought since I am almost done with school, I might as well get something more positive out of it, and tried to make friends with some people who hung out in the student union.
This was a group of Japanese and Chinese-american students (one caucasian guy in the group) I had similar interests with them, and played against one member of the group in the arcade. I started to try to work my way into the group in a subtle manner so they wouldn’t think of me as “that annoying white guy who always bothers us” which some people used to label me as . My efforts were in vain. I think the problem I had was that they were extremely clique-ish, and while we shared some interests, they really didn’t like people with different opinions. They also had kind of unusual quirks which were a little unnerving. One guy was very flamboyantly gay, and let me stress I had no problem with his sexual preference, but he was really pushy about pointing out that he was gay. Even when I acknoleged his gayness by saying, “Yes, I understand that you are gay. That is fine by me, I really don’t have any problem with it”. I told the guy I was straight, and figured that would be the end of it, but it wasn’t- I really felt like the guy was trying to go out of his way to make me feel uncomfortable the way he acted around me; he’d go into lurid stories about how he goes to Yaoi conventions and they would have ‘slave’ auctions and ‘do things’ in the hotel rooms. I think he was trying to freak me out, but it really didn’t faze me (the internet has desensitized me to a lot of things, including sex-crazed eighteen year old guys who go to conventions, dress up in costumes, and have some forty-ish guy pay them to spend thirty minutes spanking them in a hotel room. ) There was also a girl in the group who would completely flip out if I looked at her, even just a parting glance, or turning my head. No explanation, no “I was raped by some guy who looked exactly like you and just can’t stand to have you look at me, I’m sorry its nothing personal etc etc” If I was sitting in a chair, staring at a wall, and she was in my field of vision, she would be brandishing her middle finger at me and mouthing “fuck you fuck you fuck you” at me :eek: and after a few minutes of this just suddenly storm off in a huff and be gone for hours
There were some other people who had quirks I can’t remember, but the bottom line was I really felt like they really didn’t like me, and were trying to be extrmely passive-agressive to drive me away. It worked eventually, because I realized there was no way they would accept me, when they would be using group tactics- having one guy standing really close asking loudly if I liked gay sex when I repeatedly told him its not my thing, while his female companion is standing ten feet away, waving her middle finger at me and silently shouting what I can only assume is obscenities