Evopsych type dudes.
They made up a whole pseudoscience to “explain” their inability to form meaningful bonds with other humans. And in the process broadcast to everyone they are on the spectrum but refuse to accept it.
Like my dude, I too have trouble intuiting the rules of proper social interaction and wonder where the manual everyone but me got is. But it’s not because of some made up bullshit about the pleistocene. It’s because I’m autistic, and it’s high time you got your ass checked.
Comfort Eating.
I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. I tried weed and found it uninteresting and never did anything harder. I exercise regularly.
But I’ll still never be the platonic ideal of a “healthy person”, because whenever I’m sad, I need processed sugar to feel like a person again. And brother, does life give me reasons to be sad.