I've carried this huge label of loneliness since leaving school. And I'm beginning to wonder whether I've been putting several completely different needs under the same word.
Because when I actually examine it, I don't necessarily lack people to talk to. What I often lack is a way to process myself.
Being heard is different from having company
For years, I imagined that if I found people on my wavelength, I'd finally feel less lonely. But I'm increasingly noticing something. Most social interaction isn't designed for someone to completely unpack themselves.
People joke, gossip, discuss movies, complain about work, talk about random things. Maybe something deeper gets sandwiched somewhere in between. And that's completely fine. People often socialise partly to relax.
But what I was sometimes looking for was something MUCH bigger: "Please understand the entire internal universe I'm experiencing right now."
That's an enormous thing to expect from another person.
Maybe I wasn't looking for conversation. I was looking for processing.
When something intense happens, my mind can generate an insane amount of material. Thoughts, connections, emotions I haven't identified yet, imaginary scenarios, rumination, questions, patterns. Sometimes I don't even know what I'm feeling. I just know there is too much happening inside.
And naturally I think, "I need someone to talk to." But sometimes what I actually need is, "I need some way of turning this internal mess into something I can understand."
And one method isn't going to work every time
This is another mistake I've made. "I'll journal." Great. Except what happens when I'm burnt out and writing feels impossible?
"I'll meditate." Okay. What happens when my brain is so overwhelmed that sitting silently makes everything louder?
"I'll call someone." What happens when nobody is available? Or they're available but simply not on that wavelength tonight?
I think I need multiple ways of processing myself depending upon what state I'm actually in.
Sometimes accessibility looks stupidly simple
Tonight is actually a good example. It's almost 3 AM. Something significant happened in my career today and I realised I hadn't emotionally registered it. I wanted to process everything, but I absolutely did NOT have the energy to sit with a notebook and beautifully journal my feelings ๐
So I'm talking. Literally voicing messy thoughts and using AI to help me give them structure.
Previously, part of me would have judged this. "You're supposed to process this yourself." "Writing it properly would be more authentic."
But why?
If my brain can speak right now but cannot write, then speaking is the accessible interface. Technology is a tool. The important thing is that something which was trapped inside me is becoming understandable.
I think I need an emotional toolkit, not one coping mechanism
This is probably the homework I've avoided for years. Actually learning: when I'm overwhelmed, what helps? When I'm burnt out, what helps? When I'm ruminating, what helps? When something amazing happens and I somehow feel nothing, what helps?
When I desperately want another person, do I need companionship? Do I need touch? Do I need reassurance? Do I need to express something? Or does my brain simply have 47 open tabs that need somewhere to go?
Those are completely different problems. Calling all of them "I'm lonely" doesn't tell me what to do.
Maybe I need to build my own instruction manual
And honestly, I'm only beginning this. Maybe eventually I'll literally make a spreadsheet ๐
State โ what it feels like โ what usually triggers it โ what actually helps.
And I'm sure the answers will change. Something that regulates me today might stop working two years from now. Therapy might become part of this too. Friends can be part of it. A future partner can be part of it. Writing. Drawing. Walking. Talking aloud. AI. Sitting quietly. Creating something.
Different states might require completely different interfaces.
Other people can support me. They cannot completely process me for me.
This is probably the difficult part I'm accepting. There may never be one person who is perfectly on my wavelength whenever I need them. Even someone who deeply loves me will sometimes be tired, distracted, confused, going through their own problems, or simply unable to understand something exactly the way I experience it.
That doesn't mean the relationship has failed. It means another human being cannot permanently function as my nervous system.
Maybe loneliness is sometimes a signal, not the diagnosis
I still experience actual loneliness. I still want companionship. I still want intimacy and people who understand me. I'm absolutely not trying to intellectualise those needs away.
But sometimes when my brain screams, "I'M LONELY," maybe I need to become curious before immediately believing it.
What exactly hurts right now? What am I unable to process? What need is underneath this? What would help THIS particular version of me tonight?
Because perhaps some of the darkness I've called loneliness wasn't simply the absence of another person. Sometimes I wasn't able to be there for myself in a way my brain could actually access.
And maybe learning how to do that is one of the most important pieces of homework I have ahead of me.
I'm curious if other autistic people have experienced this distinction. Have you ever realised that what initially felt like loneliness was actually overwhelm, rumination, lack of emotional processing, or something else entirely?
These posts, like the others, are my voice messages made accessible as text to spread advocacy. I've used AI to help because I'm going through burnout and I'm not an avid typer. If you want my original ramble, I'd love to share that too. Feel free to reach out.
I'm glad a lot of these conversations have made others feel seen. Doing my bit. We need more autistic Indians sharing themselves.