I get along well with people; it just takes a lot out of me.
I had a baffling illness for
years, eroding my health and sanity. I barely avoided screwing up in my job and having a nervous breakdown. While along the way I did a lot of strategies to improve my health, it didn't really start getting better until my Aspie diagnosis. Then I could really figure out what was wearing me down, and the part of my job that included interacting with lots of strangers turned out to be the most exhausting thing.
Now that I know I have to recover from lots of input, I can recover much better than I used to. Without revealing my diagnosis to anyone but one person, and not asking for anything, I still took advantage of some luck that came my way, and have lowered this contact greatly with a new job assignment.
Which boils down to: sometimes I have to be
alone. Now both myself and my guy knows that. I came home from a travel day yesterday, I just curled up on the couch with my podcasts and didn't socialize with him as we normally do. This is the lowest possible input without making me bored to pieces without input
And he went off to his own space to let me recharge. And I worked. I slept well and feel pretty good today.