I wish everyone automatically knew that I wasn't normal.
That brings something else to mind regarding moments with mental health issues and navigating human behavior. I have a poorly maintained journal dedicated to 'sketching' with words various interactions, and referencing sources to figure out disorders, illness, history, strata and so on of people involved. It's a hobby! This is a bit of a rant and be warned, if you can't tell from your peripheral vision in advance, this might be a terrifying two to three paragraphs so make sure you're hydrated and have a sitter present.
There are instances that have happened to me and that I've talked to others about, when the people who probably have some behavioral disorder too are trying to get you to 'cheer up' but you realize they're not the normal 'cheer up' folks. They are not even interested in controlling your behavior because they're merely fledgling shitheads and don't know how. Instead, they are trying to alter it in any way that they can with no particular goal in mind. This social encounter can happen while you are behaving completely normal, and minding your own business.
Peers in school, coworkers, friends soon to be exiled from your life into a fiery abyss. It's always pleasant watching medical staff touch the void in front of you and do this too. It gets weird when you can detect them shifting from 'trying to cheer someone up' to becoming actively vengeful towards you in tone, body language, and other behavior while they wait for fealty as you stare at them in fascination. I'm sorry your head games weren't well received you trashfire.