How do you people on spectrum deal with (speaking to the one's that went through this kind or similar situation) having to push through life almost completely alone while being pressured from anxiety and depression from recent traumatic life events? I barely have the strength to go to work and i must work in order to survive. I should focus on some solutions and have some in mind but i'm energetically drained from everything and must rest frequently whenever i'm not working or handling shopping necessities and house chores.
I understand where you're coming from--sorry to hear of what you're going through.
In my experience...I kept pushing til I broke, and kept pushing because of fear. My pressure was parental-related, and that means both in terms of work and school. College was the most stressful five years of my life, and there were times when I was not the best person towards my then-girlfriend. Dealing with school and work and obligations when I was running on steam made me monstrous.
One example was when we were out shopping one day, five or so years ago, and my thirteen year-old car just wouldn't turn on. It had had battery issues before, or other issues. Maybe I was low on spunes as it was, but the engine just wouldn't ignite. I turned the key over and over, frantic and furious and above all afraid and
desperate. The issues piled up in my head:
If it's broken, I can't afford to get fixed. I can't drive us to school or me to work. Then if I can't work I can't continue school and we'll have to live apart. Then I'll be stuck forever with my parents, letting them down. It was either these thoughts with the combination of a huge, unexpected change that my autism couldn't handle. Either way I
lost it. Just pounding on the wheel in frustration. I didn't care why it didn't work; only the fact that it wasn't working, and I didn't know what to do.
My partner left the car, as my emotions were too much for them to handle. Looking back I don't blame them; I remember feeling the same way around my father. Eventually I called Triple A, and a fellow came out to adjust something on the battery. I reunited with my partner and we drove home, where I helped unpack all the groceries before going out on a long, long walk by myself on the beach.
At the time I didn't question my reaction in the car. All I knew was that I was stressed and I wanted it all to be over. But if I offed myself, how would I know if I'd ever finished school? Was ending it all the 'easy' way out, or was it justified? I didn't want to leave my partner alone but all the stress was just
something I could not handle at the time.
It took me a long time to learn how to process my emotions and reactions and also apologize for them. Learning that I have autism helps because I know that it's not
me doing this, and certainly not by
choice but rather my autism. I can't fix it but I can recognize it and moderate it, to an extent.