Baeraad
Well-Known Member
I'm 38 years old, have had a diagnosis for about the last 8 or so. I've always had trouble with social skills and with connecting to other people. At the same time, that's always felt like the most important thing for me. I know a lot of autistic people get by just fine on their own, but to me, it's always felt like getting to have friends is the only thing that makes life something resembling okay.
It hasn't always been easy. I've driven some people away with my rigidity and my anger. I've learned to temper both things as I've gotten older, but those lost friends stay lost, and it's only gotten harder to make new ones. The Internet was a big help at one point, but it's just gotten angrier and more divided over the years - these days, I feel like everywhere I turn, I find either demands for perfectly neurotypical behaviour that I can't live up to, or else blatant intolerance for weakness of any kind. It doesn't feel like there are any spaces left where I'm still welcome.
And now two of my three remaining friends are having babies. And I'm afraid that that moves them into a stage of their lives where I just can't follow them. I could relate to the 20-something experience of bumbling around and trying to make sense of the world. I could kind of relate to the early-30s experience of being overworked, underpaid and overtired. But raising families? I can't even get close to that. I'm just me. It's a minor miracle that I can live on my own and hold down a job. I can't progress beyond this point.
One of these friends has assured me that she's still going to want me in her life and that she'll try to make time for me. That helps, though I still worry. The other one has implied pretty strongly that she sees our future relationship taking place mostly through Facebook updates. That hurts.
I don't know what to do with myself, and I'm afraid that it's only going to get harder from here.
It hasn't always been easy. I've driven some people away with my rigidity and my anger. I've learned to temper both things as I've gotten older, but those lost friends stay lost, and it's only gotten harder to make new ones. The Internet was a big help at one point, but it's just gotten angrier and more divided over the years - these days, I feel like everywhere I turn, I find either demands for perfectly neurotypical behaviour that I can't live up to, or else blatant intolerance for weakness of any kind. It doesn't feel like there are any spaces left where I'm still welcome.
And now two of my three remaining friends are having babies. And I'm afraid that that moves them into a stage of their lives where I just can't follow them. I could relate to the 20-something experience of bumbling around and trying to make sense of the world. I could kind of relate to the early-30s experience of being overworked, underpaid and overtired. But raising families? I can't even get close to that. I'm just me. It's a minor miracle that I can live on my own and hold down a job. I can't progress beyond this point.
One of these friends has assured me that she's still going to want me in her life and that she'll try to make time for me. That helps, though I still worry. The other one has implied pretty strongly that she sees our future relationship taking place mostly through Facebook updates. That hurts.
I don't know what to do with myself, and I'm afraid that it's only going to get harder from here.