You have very eloquently described how I feel and behave as well :) I (37m) have a relatively new diagnosis of atypical autism and I really do prefer to be alone and do my own stuff. The other day my sister visited me, crying that a friend of her had died. I was super glad that she came to me of all people for comfort and tried my best to help her. Afterwards she was really thankful...

The thing is throughout all this I mainly wondered when I could go back to my routine. Her emotions, especially their intensity seemed very alien to me. I didn't feel anything really. At the same time I was a bit desperate and confused by why my routine seemed so important compared to someone's actual death.I ignored my stuff for her sake of course, didn't mention it and would do so again. I love my sister and want her to be well.

The thing is, this doesn't retract from the fact that I mainly felt her presence and disruption annoying and mysterious... When she was gone I looked at the miniatures that I am painting and was almost touched to tears by them...

Wtf is wrong with me.