I already said it's not abusive.
I just don't get attached to what I should. People, objects, myself. I don't care.
From February to December of last year I lived alone. I worked from March to September at a fast-food place, then I got a job online. After I got a job online, I could go weeks without talking to anyone. The only person I'd even say hello to is the Walmart greeters when I went grocery shopping to get my buckets of coffee.
I wasn't designed intellectually to communicate with people. That's just not how I was built.
But oddly enough, my strongest desire is to be wanted, to be loved. That's what drives me. I want people to like me, I want someone to be happy to see me. I want my products to make people happy.
That's why I'm depressed so often. I have a totally conflicting id and ego.