I think I get you Sherlock... In some deep needing way (if only for my own peace of mind) I often have this need, desire, want, (I don't know what it is) to just tell someone...
Its sort of like I have to hide it, I am forced to hide it, I am expected to live a lie to make others comfortable. I just get tired of it. I have said this before, I think it would be 1000x easier for me to just come out and say "I'm gay" then try to explain Autism to them. To just come out and say "I am your worst autistic nightmare..." I want so badly to say this sometimes. I don't want their pity, or a pat on the freaking back, I just want them to understand me...Understand the REAL me, the guy who would give his life in an instant to save a stranger, if that was to be what is required. I know I would, and maybe I see a world who won't even give people a chance, or a second glance, and it kills me inside.
So like you... When I do finally feel I am in safe company, I feel this need to be known as ME... Not the expected me, the real me that can say something stupid and the other person just laughs and slaps me on the back of the head. I don't have that... Its not about romance or out witting people, its just being who we are, and someone not instantly finding some issue with something.
People don't understand me anyway... Sometimes I think if they just "knew" at least they would have a way to go and learn, or find out why I am so freaking weird sometimes...
Its like I live with this invisible wall between me and everyone around me, and on my side of that wall no one is allowed to know who I am. I am only allowed to project (to the best of my ability) who they expect me to be... and often I suck at it. It hurts and it embarrasses me, and they walk off scratching their heads wondering what is wrong with that guy??? Or at least that is how I feel inside. It hurts so bad and I get so angry at myself over it and depressed and it just gets dark. All I want is to fit my weird ass in somewhere and be understood.I live my life trying to do this for others, but it seems that has always been too much to ask of this life.
This may be nothing like what you feel... and even if it is... I obviously don't have the answer.
I may be off in left field chasing rabbits instead of the ball, but thats nothing new either...
Have a good day at work you crime solver you... : )