Being around adults is especially troubling to me. They are harsh and in a hurry and extremely judgemental. I have never felt special around them. I am happiest riding a mountain bike, gardening and painting and reading my books. These are all alone activities. Since I was severely abused as a child, I have been taught to be alone. It is too lonely, but I can't find someone that thinks like me. Family should have popped up for me by now. I think that my family is all about angels and other…