I’ve been in your place too about having next to no social life and jeering to decide if my identity or my connections were worth keeping because I couldn’t have both. It doesn’t help that I belong to multiple minorities. In the end I decided I can’t get a new identity and nobody who discriminates against who I am can be called a friend. Some years down the line I have a very loyal cat who has never once attempted to explain to me that she really know more about autism than I do or that my gender isn’t real or that I really need to go to a church. It’s touch and go with human friendships but it’s nice to have the space in my life for nurturing relationships.

My choice isn’t for everyone but I hope this can give you some food for thought.