I have a fraction of my mother, but that's it. No other relatives care to know why I suffer or that I do at all. I have no irl friends, I have had to isolate to reduce trauma. I talked to a few people over the phone who were dealing with some of the same things I was for awhile but I haven't been able to manage that recently. I have even neglected to respond to some people in my pms who I really relate to because I find it difficult to have an extended conversation right now. I am nearing the end.
I have friends and family but...I just don't care about them enough. I think some of them might care about me but that doesn't affect me in the slightest. My biology is compelling me to only care about a potential mate which I lack so I'm left caring about no one...
I'm the opposite. As far as other people outside myself go, I've never longed for a "potential mate", I only ever wanted the family I grew up with to care about me as much as I tried to with them, to understand and acknowledge me and my suffering. (And to also be equal to them and have the same privileges, which I do not). Funnily enough, I think part of their reason for tossing me aside may be that they are more like you, they care about a "mate", an ex, a dream of a pair, more than their family of origin. Ofcourse..I still have to be content with myself above all else and that is also out of reach. I feel cheated, in more ways than one. I guess one party will always be lost when the priorities are not mutual and when even peace with the self is unattainable.