Taking stock

I'm beginning to wonder whether I've done the right thing, in trying to live socially. I am bound to experience setbacks from time to time, and the one I now face is going to be very difficult. I feel no malice towards my friend, but I am disappointed by the way our friendship has been represented. The self-doubt that comes with Aspergers is here with a vengeance. I am determined to overcome it. I have done nothing for which I need be ashamed. The words, people, feelings et al. are flying round ferociously. I am comforted by the fact that my real friends know me, and know who I am. I am afraid of the reactions of people whom I know socially, and who appear to have believed what they have read. I'll face that when I am ready.