I keep my people separate.
1) I don't try to mix up my friends with my family most of the time.
2) I don't try to mix up my friends in Davao, Manila, Korea, and here in the US.
I will start with 2).
There is no reason to exert efforts to tell my friends in one group about my friends in the other locations. Because the probability of those in different groups meeting up is very low, I have no reason even to start bothering talking about people in the other group. And, once I start doing that, then I gotta start with descriptions and how I get to know that person, which is more pain in the ass.
For 1), similar reason, I don't really talk to my parents about most of my friends. But also, because I am uncomfortable of disclosing something about my family to others, I don't talk to my friends about my family.
Also, there are some other dimensions very similar.
I don't talk about me to most of the people. If I talk, it's about what I did often with others that the other part of the conversation knows about. Or something funny I encountered, observed, etc etc.
But never on the matters on what I feel.
But one exception.
Once you crossed the border of different group dimensions,
that you heard of me talking about friends in other location that you probably would never meet,
once you have met any of my folks from other locations or my family,
once I've told you any of my personal problems,
then you are somebody already very accepted - then it's a whole new dimension: a circle of trust, if I must say, borrowing from the movie Meet the Fockers.
Because of these guys, I don't mind not having anyone to go out on weekends, or end up rolling over my almost not-used minutes to next month's minutes.
But I gotta admit, I do feel lonely at times.
And once I am betrayed or know that I am uncared, then I go nuts, too.
A sad part of being an antisocial trying to be social this must be.
1) I don't try to mix up my friends with my family most of the time.
2) I don't try to mix up my friends in Davao, Manila, Korea, and here in the US.
I will start with 2).
There is no reason to exert efforts to tell my friends in one group about my friends in the other locations. Because the probability of those in different groups meeting up is very low, I have no reason even to start bothering talking about people in the other group. And, once I start doing that, then I gotta start with descriptions and how I get to know that person, which is more pain in the ass.
For 1), similar reason, I don't really talk to my parents about most of my friends. But also, because I am uncomfortable of disclosing something about my family to others, I don't talk to my friends about my family.
Also, there are some other dimensions very similar.
I don't talk about me to most of the people. If I talk, it's about what I did often with others that the other part of the conversation knows about. Or something funny I encountered, observed, etc etc.
But never on the matters on what I feel.
But one exception.
Once you crossed the border of different group dimensions,
that you heard of me talking about friends in other location that you probably would never meet,
once you have met any of my folks from other locations or my family,
once I've told you any of my personal problems,
then you are somebody already very accepted - then it's a whole new dimension: a circle of trust, if I must say, borrowing from the movie Meet the Fockers.
Because of these guys, I don't mind not having anyone to go out on weekends, or end up rolling over my almost not-used minutes to next month's minutes.
But I gotta admit, I do feel lonely at times.
And once I am betrayed or know that I am uncared, then I go nuts, too.
A sad part of being an antisocial trying to be social this must be.
