Short existential rant about humans
Hi all, I have been diagnosed to be twice exceptional recently and have been undergoing a period of intense unmasking. During this process I discovered that the way that I have been living (intense cycles of anxiety-burnout to overcome my inertia and boredom) caused me to be completely unaware of the feelings of those around me (I also have some alexythymia) and just be completely incapable of reading the room in general.
Now that I am truly starting to understand social situations, living like how other adults do, the complexity of the human experience, I feel extremely exhausted and frankly a bit depressed. My family is still masked and are all at different stages of self-awareness and empathy towards others. A lot of my friends have not thought about life as deeply as I have, and talking to them is painful because they just don't see things deeply enough for me to feel a social connection. I just don't see a point to life anymore now that I realize a lot of the things that I used to believe in are propaganda / a pipe dream.
I find people (including myself) to be nasty, self-serving and unwilling to change unless forced to, and the lack of curiosity and kindness of adults really angers me.
Just putting this post here to see if anyone else finds the human experience shallow and unsatisfying and feels hopeless about the prospects of humanity