A co-worker told me I remind him of his teenage nephew because of my questions and refusal to accept anything he says in conversations...

He didn't say it in a mean way, but out of exasperation, I guess. We continued talking for a bit, but now I feel insulted by his comment.

Surprisingly, I don't really know how to connect with people in a way they find meaningful. Often, when I try to help, they end up getting upset. When I try to stay engaged, either they get exhausted or I do.

Maybe, I am supposed to always be on-solitude.