It was the only time in my life that I got depressed: poor sleep, suppressed appetite, Kafka. The next kiss didn't come for another 4 years, when I was in medical school. Turns out that the skill set required to navigate the tricky waters of romantic interaction wasn't in any book I had read or any class I had taken. As guys, a lot of what we did in physics and math class was to try to straighten crooked stuff out. She was also 19, with an irresistible English accent and very cute to boot. Except that she dumped me, pulverizing my heart into nanoparticles. Slowly, I caught on that I knew about dating and women was wrong. You love computers, baseball cards, classical music, anime? A few years later, right about when I was a pre-med advisor to Harvard undergraduates, I noticed that my friends and advisees were in a similar pickle.
So it isn't at all as if I'm constantly begging and prodding for her to come with me do x,y,z thing that she has no interest in.
Thus not permitting the time it takes to actually be in some kind of crappy group or something like that.
Today he tells us how to get guys to turn off the football, stop being hermits and get out of the house! You’ve slowly discovered that he’s a home body, a hermit crab of sorts.
Most spend their entire lives wandering the planet.
Like loners they do tend to make friends, and associates, and can pretty much network with anyone, but they choose not to go any further than a hollow friendship.