I have no real social contact right now but not for lack of trying (to some degree, I guess I could really put myself out there), I just never really met new friends when I moved and old ones were probably never really friends anyways.
Today I had this funny personal moment I wanted to share and I felt I had a couple of people who might share my amusement so I tried to reach out. No one responded so I decided I'd just share it on my close friend list on my private socials with a longer comment for my own archives at least. But the same people I reached out to viewed it? I really don't understand people, I guess. To me, I respect if they don't care or aren't interested or don't have the time, but why still look? Obviously, we really are not friends. Yet, in a few days they'll try to talk to me again.
I suppose none of their behavior is really a reflection of who I actually am, but it feels pretty bad. The other day I had to wait at some government building among a hundred other randoms and a very nice lady spoke to me and we had a really nice conversation about life and current events and our unique backgrounds. That's really rare for me these days. Just a nice conversation where someone actually wants to talk to me because they want to have a conversation. Not what I can offer or what I need or some service or exchange.
Kind of sad how this reads like an old divorced man but I'm basically the complete opposite. At least it's a universal sort of feeling.