taste me, as the food and drink Alice found almost said. she was cast unto a stormshorn sunderedsea. you too will fall beneath my waves in time.


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thinking about (a particular sort of) "social unawareness". i feel like, some of the time it's something that can be remedied by being more considerate and thoughtful of others in conversation, and other times, the 'socially unaware' person is a lot more aware of it than others realize. and in those cases it's more of a situation of the person having certain social needs that their surroundings are not accommodating.

for example, things like me always having a need to infodump about minecraft or tf2 or whatever when i was younger, and later having a need to talk about math. i think it may have seemed to others like i was centering my own needs and interests when i was doing these things, because i wasnt in a space that was conducive to them.

in the end, i did eventually wind up seeking and creating the spaces that would allow me to talk about the things i want on my own terms, and generally engage in the kinds of activities i enjoy with people who would enjoy them with me, and in these spaces and contexts i am positioned as 'socially aware'.

im sure in some ways i learned to be more considerate of others, im definitely more conscientious of boundaries and stuff now than i was 5 years ago. but just plain not having a need met or a space not being appropriate/accommodating for a need (it of course depends on context whether the space should be expected to fill the given need) also contributes substantially to a person being perceived as 'socially unaware'.


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in reply to @lookatthesky's post:

and having such a space can be what enables learning to be more considerate of others. it can feel so much easier to consider and recognized boundaries when there is not a burning need that overrides the thought in the first place

when i was still living with my parents, and pretty close to suicide pretty much all the time, i had someone i relied on a lot. this system wasn't really crazy about me, nor my company, but they could see that i had nowhere else to turn. so i got... kind of pushy, kind of inconsiderate, at times. i was learning about boundaries at the same time, but, like, i was trying to keep myself going pretty much any way i could and that took precedence. we aren't friends anymore now, or at least we don't really talk, and i don't think we'd have a lot to talk about. it was a friendship that could only really exist in the context of me not having anyone else. i'm grateful for them letting me kinda just, exist in their space sometimes, and i hope my needy pushy urgent near-suicidal desperate behaviors didn't impact them too much long term.