In my case I didn't have to think they didn't like me. They clearly showed me, sometimes even told me. I'm sure it's not me who is alienating myself.
In my elementary school, I really was an outsider. The last year there was awful. In my high school, I also was, but we were class of very intelligent people so they could hide it well, but in the end, most of the time, I knew I wasn't part of the class. And my university (and especially my faculty) doesn't organize many social events, if any...

I know it may not help much, but I really have no one to turn to. There is no one to pick me up when I fall. And sometimes, you can't do that on your own, no matter how determined you are...

Today, my next semester started. And my worries about my hand were well-founded. I struggle to write. Also, I think working on computer is getting more unpleasant. And since I study IT, these are two most important things...