Look that little red-hair kid. He’s sitting all alone at the lunch table. The other kids…they make fun of him because of his red hair, freckles, and awkward nature. His parents don’t know…because he never tells them about it. He does very well in his classes. He never tells them because it doesn’t bother him. His happy here….Alone. Inside the universe in his head.
He will make a couple friends over time. Usually, adopted by an extrovert. He’s a good listener because he doesn’t say much. He is taken in by the extrovert and included with the group of friends. But that doesn’t last long. The extrovert doesn’t want to be seen as “uncool”. Associating with this socially awkward kid. He is cast a side. Forgotten about.
But the red-haired boy doesn’t mind much. He is happy here. Alone. Until the cycle starts again. It’s almost like a child in an out of foster care.
Then the boy will grow up. People wonder why he prefers to be alone. They try to “fix” him. Nobody should want to be alone all the time. But this is who is. This is who he will always be. He can fake it to a certain extent. Work, family, life demands it from time to time. But the first opportunity he has, he will recede back into himself. Into his universe. Where he is happy. Alone.
Let him be.
If you are lucky, He will let you in his universe.