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I think a few threads ago I said that I had a friend from one of my classes that I could trust. Yeah, not so much.

She was new to the area when I met her, and now that she's settled in she has made 'better' friends to hang out with now. I tried talking to her on the phone when I was having my panic attack yesterday, and she told me to scram. (Panic attack was awful enough as it was; this made it much worse.) Today, she clarified that with the 'she's moved on to less defective people' speech and to not disrupt her by calling her again.

Also, yesterday, I tried talking to a guy who's around my age and works with my mom. (The only way to make a friend is to talk to new people, after all.) He laughed at my glasses and called me a 'freak boar'. I only got to say hi to him before being insulted.

This is all so depressing. No matter what I can do, I can NEVER make a friend. I've talked to so many people my age trying to make one, but always fail. If I can't do it in an understanding and diverse community college, where am I going to in real life?? It's helpless ... my one therapist was (unfortunately) right. I just won't ever have friends and I should get used to it. If I can go 19 years without one just fine, I can go my whole life the same way. Guess that'll be my new mantra.

Throw in a rigid English class (which is giving me unrelenting anxiety) and a fibro flare along with the above, and my life is pretty rotten right now.

I'm so sorry my dear!

Calling someone during a panic attack is a risky move. I wouldn't even call my oldest friend. You need someone who understands that part of your life, and a friend you've met at school isn't likely to understand. You likely need a family member or someone else who has issues with anxiety. Next time try me or Mandie if I was having a panic attack,

Second - I am so sorry she ditched you! That was awful of her! She's not worth it anyways. I think you'll have a lot more luck making friends in less rural areas.

Let me know if you'd like to skype my dear! Tomorrow and Monday are CRAZY for me, but I may have time Tuesday or Wednesday!!

<3

I only did it because I was desperate. I panicked. (No duh, says my brain.) I needed to sort through my emotions and nobody from on here was available and neither were my parents. I probably scared her off, just like I do with everyone else. Not an unusual experience for me.

Nobody in my family goes through anxiety, so they wouldn't be able to relate there. Not that anyone besides my parents in my family relates to me on any of my issues, lol.

This is an experience where I hate not knowing the social norms. A lot of people know them intuitively, but I have no clue about any of them. I have to screw up before I recognize them, so I feel like an idiot most of the time. Life with autism: the frustration never ends.

First of all, wanting to talk to your friend when you're having a hard time is completely normal. Second, that's the only reason I said anything (just because I knew that it can be hard to read a situation like that with aspergers. I have to say though, you're more socially adept than many without autism!) I know Mandie agrees

Are you feeling any better today?

Ive never had a panick attack, but I've heard they're just awful. You can buy talk minutes on that testing app you got - like 100 for 2 dollars, or 500 for 5 dollars, and then call me. You can also call me from your home phone now that I have a phone thy actually rings, I'm more likely to answer, lol! The only time I won't answer is when I'm sleeping or right in the middle of something with a kid I'm watching. I don't really answer my phone while babysitting unless it's a parent calling, but if it's safe and practical, I will text some. And I will talk some while they are sleeping, but usually I'm cleaning, and I like to keep noise levels down so I don't wake them and I can hear them easily if they need anything.

Love you hun!

Okay! Well explaining any circumstance like that is helpful to me in the long run. When I looked at sociology mores in my class I'm taking I felt like I was reading a different language, lol.

I totally forgot to mention that the friend I thought I had did deal with anxiety frequently! I figured she'd understand what I was going through with the panic attack ... but not really. Y'know, it's weird because before she was never a person to tell someone to scram or say that she had better friends. I'll have to talk to her at class tomorrow anyways, so I'll see what this was really about.

I feel like an idiot. Update:

I thought that the person I texted was the one friend at college. It wasn't; instead it was the person who led the campaign to tell me to commit suicide on Facebook! I use an old bag to carry stuff for college classes, and her number was in my bag for some reason. So I thought it was the one friend ... and well it wasn't! I swear I do the stupidest things.

Moral of the story (especially for those with memories like mine): Clean out your old bookbags before you reuse them!