I cannot handle much social stress so I withdraw. Others interpret my isolation as not being interested in them or snobbishness (I had both said to my face)

And, after a while people don't want to be around me. And I cannot blame them; who needs insidious drama?

I am not a nice person deep down; I am petty, judgmental, envious and always angry. This doesn't mean I have not always been the first person to volunteer when someone needed help but another one time friend said I gave off a 'creepy' vibe

If you met me, you would likely say, like someone I met, I am a glacier. I suppress all my feelings, as I have all my life, and driven them down so far the only ones I have are the overwhelming ones. For normal interaction I have built up an intellectual approximation of emotion. But, it is never spontaneous and, combined with shyness, well...

The more I write the more I realize how pathetic I have become. I think I will stop now, because I can feel a head of steam building up