@P12
I guess it all depends on how one defines friendship and what one expects in return.
There are 3 people I consider to be actual friends. These are people on whom I know I can rely to assist me if something goes wrong, people who will never let me down. One of them I see in passing each weekday as we work in the same building (although we rarely meet up outside of that situation), one I might catch up with by phone or in person once a month (a client) and the other maybe only once or twice a year. All three know that, likewise, I would do anything they required of me.
I know other people, I pass the time of day and share anecdotes but they are not my friends.
My partner doesn't have friends. He thinks he does. He has a couple of very patient people who are prepared to listen to him in diplomatic silence, not offer an opinion and somehow manage to get away with not agreeing with him unreservedly. He knows quite a few people that share his interests in flying model aeroplanes or sailing but we do not socialise with them. We do not socialise as things are much less likely to go pear shaped if we stay at home by ourselves.
My partner is autistic. He has what was previously called Asperger's Syndrome overlaid with Bipolar Disorder and PTSD. He is more "aspy" than either of his diagnosed sons.
What this means is that he has very fixed ideas about how the world works, how the world should work, what is right and what is wrong (he does not believe in compromise in any way) and cannot understand; no, cannot even conceptualise that not everyone experiences logic in the way he does. When anything doesn't work out according to his very rigid expectation he becomes aggressive. People give up trying to communicate or rationalise with him and stop answering their phones.
The relevance of this is that, and please forgive me but I am in no way condemning or criticising you, just observing, you seem to have fairly rigid expectations of what friendship comprises.
I have absolutlely no interests in common with the three people I've listed as my friends. All were chance meetings and all took years of casual coversations before we turned around one day and realised we were good friends.
I know plenty of people who share some of my varied interests but spending time with them I find a little exhausting, boring or simply unfruitful most of the time. I choose not to do it.
A decade ago I would have said "I'm not going to choir, what if no one likes me?" or "I won't take that sewing class because I might not fit in". I had an epiphany one day when I realised that I wasn't going to choir because it was me that didn't like them, not the other way around. I stopped taking classes or going to craft events because I always knew more than the tutor.
I believe am bad at friendship because I forget to return calls, I miss birthdays or when someone has a baby I've already forgotten what they've called it by the time the conversation has ended. They think I'm great because it only takes one phone call and I'll make you a cake, alter your trousers or drive you to the hospital. I am lucky that the members of my tribe only expect of me what I am capable of giving. One is 12 years older than I, one about my age and the third 18 years younger. As I said, we have no common interests, no shared childhood experiences, different education, ethnicities and careers; simply an indefinable "click" of mutual respect and confidence.
Meeting people is not the same as making friends. Obviously you have pulled out all the stops to meet people but I believe friendships evolve over time. Sometimes a very long time and not always with whom you expect. When I first met one of my three good friends I thought she was too rough around the edges, to outspoken, not educated enough and a bit tiresome. I was wrong.
Maybe, just maybe, you are trying to hard and expecting too much. Friendship can't be forced and often takes years to establish. Maybe it's not a case of you being "not interesting enough" to those who don't return your messages but of being too intense too quickly. I'm not suggesting you try to change your personality, I am suggesting that it may just take longer for you to find people who dance to the beat of the same drum.
I know it's easy for me to say "be patient" when you feel like you've been banging your head against a wall for years. The thing about banging your head against a wall is how good it feels when you stop.
Much love and encouragement.
S x