I have to try to be a normie at my job. I know people still think

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I have to try to be a normie at my job. I know people still think I'm weird, though I don't think they think I'm autistic, so I've succeeded as far as I'm concerned. It took years to reach this point.

It's easier in a more controlled work setting. It's a thousand times harder in more loose, social settings, where no one really has to spend time with you (and you don't have your very survival as a motivation to succeed like you do at work). I gave up trying in this area of life. After work I come home, watch tv, read for a little bit, browse r9k, or sometimes practice guitar or work on my big screenplay.

It is weird that this is the rest of my life. I actually finally got my weight and diet under control, and will have decent insurance in a few more years, so I may very well live until I'm 80. A lot of people have a lot of social milestones they can look forward to in throughout their lives (memorable parties, marriage, kids, graduations, friends' weddings, huge promotions, moving, grandkids, nieces and nephews, etc). A lot of expected, semi-expected, and unexpected.

I have none of that. Both my parents are dead, I have no siblings, haven't seen my cousin since I was 6 (and I looked him up on normiebook last year and saw he was married 2 years prior; I received no invitation to his wedding, so I assume I won't be included in anything else), lost contact with the one "friend" I had in 10th grade. I will never climb any higher up the ladder at my company, because it requires certain social suave that I don't have. I will never move from my apartment because it's already sufficient for someone like me. Barring something drastic occurring, nothing will ever change. I will never change. It's hard to wrap my head around this being it for maybe 50 more years. I don't even resent it really. It's just strange.