At this point, it's pretty clear that I am the problem and that the assessment must be of myself or my own actions.
And if it's not, then I still don't have any hope of understanding because I have to figure it out by myself.
What I do know is I make people angry/stressed/exhausted to the point where they decide that it's best to ignore me for the rest of their lives. What I do not know is why. I thought I knew the reasons, and I thought I had changed to address them. And then it just happened all over again. Anger is definitely a clear part of it this time, though I don't understand what exactly I did to cause that. I really really wish I did, but I just don't. I can only conclude that I simply fail to see what is probably self-evident, but that still just comes back to me being the problem because I'm clueless and unintuitive.
This isn't the first time it happened, and I'm starting to think I should avoid interaction altogether if I want it to be the last. It's certainly happened enough times. Enough to know that as much as I want to beg for an answer, or a reason, or even just a brief anything, it won't come to anything.
I hate that like hell. I hate forever. It's all I can do to just silently apologize for myself and to myself, in order to go on living with myself. That's a fate I don't think I should wish upon anyone else ever again.