No one seems to care about my feelings or distress
I don't know if this is an autism thing or a me thing, but I've realized that whenever I express that I'm in distress or that something is wrong, people just sort of stare at me blankly and don't really care.
I think it may be autism related because maybe I'm not emoting in a way that elicits enough of a reaction, you know? I mostly just use my words, and I'm not very overtly "dramatic" like many NTs. But I'm also wondering if it's my family of origin (where the issue is the worst), and then me subsequently choosing relationships and friendships with the same dynamic.
Anyway, what's weird is that I know these people know what emotional care looks like because they turn to me for it all of the time. People always bring me their problems, and I listen and ask questions to learn more. I ask how I can help. I remember and follow up. I'm engaged because I actually care what they're going through on an ongoing basis.
But when I share something that's worrying or an issue in my life, people don't even ask follow-up questions. They're seemingly incurious, like "Oh... okay" like I've just made a statement into the air that goes nowhere. And even more mortifying: I feel myself having to volunteer information almost forcibly, like, "Well, you should probably know that I did eventually find out why I was having those really scary dizzy spells for the past few months. I actually ended up in urgent care. But I'm not dying...heh....It was anemia the whole time, if anyone cares, you know..."
And then, on top of that, what I've shared will also be forgotten. So, when I do share a follow-up, they'll be surprised, like they're hearing about it for the first time. "Ohh yeah, you had that thing, right? What was going on again?" Over and over...
Also, for the record, I'm careful to only share information about myself pretty rarely, mostly because I want to hold space for the other person. So, I'm only volunteering information when it's something that's important or scary, like health stuff, big moves, or BIG things. But that goes nowhere, like how my mother somehow forgot that my partner (whose house I lived in) and I were breaking up even though I mentioned it several times. She asked no questions. Barely commented, but when I finally found a new place, she was like, "Oh! Why are you moving?"
Another time, I was on the phone with a family member while walking at night. I involuntarily screamed because I thought I saw a snake, and a few moments passed while I was catching my breath and trying to slow my adrenaline down. The person I was on the phone with didn't even ask what happened. Like, what if I had been attacked while walking? But the vibe is just... indifference?
It's so bizarre. Does anyone else go through this? I'm trying to unpack this dynamic and figure out if it's autism related first. Thanks!