Just wanting to know if anyone else has managed to get to that point. I used to be a paragon of emotional empathy towards all my friends, probably a bit excessively so, but I was also very emotionally unstable with a wealth of issues piling up, and there is a certain moment after which it just -broke-
anyhow, the friends that i used to care about as deeply as though they were myself, whose lives and thoughts feelings were so familiar to me, who i was so invested in, whose joy and interests were so precious
i now cant give a single genuine ###$ about them, and its hard to make do with just cognitive empathy when youre autism. i can still cry over beautiful works of fiction, and i feel empathy while reading the works of certain miserable authors. its just been 3 years now, and im only getting more and comfortable in my little lonely pit, because i feel too bad about not feeling bad about only wanting friends to entertain me, and then be bored when they only bore me
any tips or anything?