I have never been diagnosed with any mental illnesses, I thought I was "normal" until I moved out of my parents' house.

I have a highly ordered and organized life. I eat one precisely macro and calorie calculated meal a day, I do chores immediately, I am never late to anything. I work 8:00am to 11:00pm every weekday, my clothes are sorted by color, etc. Deviations from my many habits cause me crushing anxiety.

This sounds like it would be mostly fine, and it makes me highly functional, but I've discovered it's almost impossible for me to make friends. The only s/o I ever had said I'm only tolerable when I'm drunk. I get angry to the point of tears when people are late to things, or when my roommates don't do dishes, or when plans change. I become inconsolably anxious and irritable when other people don't meet my expectations, which I have discovered are highly unusual.

I've always been like this, and I think changing would send me spiraling. But I also don't want to be alone forever with my routines. What the hell is wrong with me?

Thank you if you read all this.