I've posted on here about my son with diagnosed ADHD that I think may actually be autism. I have been thinking more and more that he might get it from me. I've at times been very social (when younger), and I do have a handful of very good lifelong friends, but I do struggle with pretty extreme social anxiety, I could never even imagine being in a large group of girlfriends, I can't stand house guests (even if they're people I love), and I was bullied pretty badly as a young teen, though found my footing at university a lot better. It's impacted my career, I feel completely drained from social interactions, even if I enjoy it at the time. And I cannot speak in public or do the schmoozing part of my old career, I hate it. Anyway, I think this my have been me masking, all my life. I've had a couple of friendships end without me understanding why (so I assume I've done something "off"), but I have managed to have some really good ones too. I have a husband and family who I truly love and feel comfortable with (as much as is possible for me, I'm always a bit uncomfortable).
ANYWAY point of the post. I have vowed to put myself out there a bit more, we moved to a new village and I have been taking a women's pottery class for a while now. Everyone is very chatty and friendly, we've been out to dinner as a group. I was away sick and missed last week.
One of the women there told me that the teacher had said: "even though Peggy is present, there's an absence about her". I am feeling crushed. I try really hard to participate in the chats, I say more about my life than I would usually, I thought I was making a decent show of being "normal" and it appears I havent been. I want to quit and not go back, while also knowing that's silly, and would be very sad when I enjoy the pottery part of it. I literally have been reading about how to make friends/teachgniques for dealing with social situations as an introvert and I was doing those things. Like being vulnerable, asking questions, remembering and following up.
It's really hurt me, and I feel like I've been rumbled. Does this sound like adult autism?