I used to be bored as hell if I heard my friends talk about normal stuff that I didn't relate to a lot. Most of my friends had a higher degree and they talked a lot about their studies and subjects. Sometimes even daily chores were a subject, whenever they did that it just had me tune out and get into my head for a moment until we were going to talk about something else. Or I'd draw. That's one thing they knew about me, that I liked to draw a lot. I didn't really bother to deal with the boring things (in my opinion). I wasn't very down to earth and still am not, which makes it harder for people to relate sometimes and so I have to force myself into coming up with something most people can talk about. This is especially a thing at work. Though I would love to start a business on my own; until then I have to learn to live among other people and sort of become accepted. Dealing with friends however is more or less a thing of the past because sadly, I find I have not much in common with most people around me so I figured why doing something with them and show a part of my world when they won't be interested in it anyway and me in theirs. It's a matter of investing time into something. I would love to have a handful of good friends, as long as they feel okay with me being me and I feel like our meetups aren't entirely a waste of time. I'd rather be home and do my own thing and save up energy and be in my element than feeling an outcast and lonely in a crowd. Don't get me wrong; I do grow as a person by going outside aswell.
But I suppose everyone has their way of dealing with these things. I still need human contact but I've raised my standards a little because time has become more valuable to me.
I also used to share a house with a friend and it was terrible. She always felt restless when we stayed home for too long and went to bed very early. Which was the opposite of me; I wanted to play guitar or draw and stay up longer than her. She also thought it was weird of me whenever I said that I had to play guitar. It's as if I said I forced myself to play. Which I had to do if I wanted to get better at it. She just couldn't grasp it why I did that if I didn't feel like it.
Finding your tribe is a long journey, but I think if we are with the wrong people this can cause a lot of frustration on both sides. The same girl even started crying whenever I crossed her on the street and she thought I avoided her even though we lived in the same block. I didn't know how to explain to her and instead told her that was just the way I was; she actually used up a lot of my energy which I wanted to spend on other personal activities. It'll always be a battle between human interaction and personal time.