So if you want to ascribe your social isolation don’t do it by asking someone who wants to help to give you a “free beautiful girlfriend”. That’s all there is to it.
I mean, that's fair.
I mean yeah, i don’t consider sex as a basic social activity for some time and my life has been infinitely better since then so there indeed is a vast difference between us.
Well, my perspective on this is that when I was much, much younger (about mid-elementary) I very deliberately made the choice to limit my exposure & interactions with other people, on the basis that I felt that since nobody was ever gonna be my friend anyways, it would be less painful not to bother trying. I also applied that rationale to a number of things, from my physical fitness, to eventually my actual schoolwork. Obviously none of that ever made me any less miserable. It, of course, only ever made me more isolated, unhealthy, and unaccomplished; until at 25 I was a nearly 400lb autistic (I mean that medically btw) NEET with no friends, no life, and no future whatsoever.
Now I have made changes to that, I've since lost more than 200lbs, and when my body is physically able (right now I'm recovering from a broken knee) I work a job making car-parts, and lift weights/jog 3-5 days a week; I'm also in the middle of trying to run a TTRPG game online, and such. I have also pursued psychiatric therapy to I think somewhat mixed results; I've actually been medicated most my life & I was actually in classes for students w/ emotional impairments in elementary on account of my diagnosis, my home-life, and my general demeanor causing significant problems in my education. I don't think that it was actually a good environment though as the teachers were often strict to the point of being physically abusive I think; I also haven't been able to maintain my medication or other treatment lately on account of my normal work schedule & other matters making time scarce.
The point I'm getting at here is that I know from experience that I could "choose to believe" that I don't actually need certain things to be happy, or at least content in life. I also know for a fact that for me personally that would actually be a lie, and that I would be significantly more miserable not trying to pursue them, and ideally achieving them, than I would not doing so.
I mean, that's fair.
Well, my perspective on this is that when I was much, much younger (about mid-elementary) I very deliberately made the choice to limit my exposure & interactions with other people, on the basis that I felt that since nobody was ever gonna be my friend anyways, it would be less painful not to bother trying. I also applied that rationale to a number of things, from my physical fitness, to eventually my actual schoolwork. Obviously none of that ever made me any less miserable. It, of course, only ever made me more isolated, unhealthy, and unaccomplished; until at 25 I was a nearly 400lb autistic (I mean that medically btw) NEET with no friends, no life, and no future whatsoever.
Now I have made changes to that, I've since lost more than 200lbs, and when my body is physically able (right now I'm recovering from a broken knee) I work a job making car-parts, and lift weights/jog 3-5 days a week; I'm also in the middle of trying to run a TTRPG game online, and such. I have also pursued psychiatric therapy to I think somewhat mixed results; I've actually been medicated most my life & I was actually in classes for students w/ emotional impairments in elementary on account of my diagnosis, my home-life, and my general demeanor causing significant problems in my education. I don't think that it was actually a good environment though as the teachers were often strict to the point of being physically abusive I think; I also haven't been able to maintain my medication or other treatment lately on account of my normal work schedule & other matters making time scarce.
The point I'm getting at here is that I know from experience that I could "choose to believe" that I don't actually need certain things to be happy, or at least content in life. I also know for a fact that for me personally that would actually be a lie, and that I would be significantly more miserable not trying to pursue them, and ideally achieving them, than I would not doing so.