TealArmada
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Though still officially undiagnosed, I always score 49-50/50 on the AQ (Asperger’s Quotient) test online, making me fairly certain I’m an Aspie, whether I have papers proving it or not. I also happen to be single at 44, which has been the case, nearly my entire dating life, with long stretches of time between even potential dates, making me decide to seek common ground in others who may experience the same onerous plight.
Despite also earning dual BAs, I’ve found I’m very dissatisfied with my lack of a career—I’ve only ever held jobs, instead, which I was lucky to get—that, though steady, have proven incredibly tedious and dead-end, a fact I’m eager to change. The problem is, being a woman living with lifelong severe vision-loss, too, most of my personal difficulties have simply been chocked up to having blindness, hence Asperger’s never coming up as a separate diagnosis, until I began seeking more definitive answers, on my own.
So, I drown my sorrows in my solid Christian faith, and in competitive chess, which allows me to at least experience some semblance of success, having been a 5-time national champion and even an Olympian, in recent years, playing abroad for the United States. It would be nice, though, not to have to always travel alone, so, here I am. I suppose it would be neat finding a math professor-type to get to know, who might also enjoy sharing my chess adventures, but my luck, even making friends, so far, is nuclear. In other words, 100% of the time thus far, any guy remotely interested in me, whether as a date or just a friend, has been total garbage (as in not worth knowing, due to severe mental illness or a secret raging drug addiction he failed to mention, making him mentally unstable and/or a dangerous felon), or just a deadbeat refusing to work at all, expecting me to support him, etc. I mean, if that’s all there is to look forward to in others, I’ll gladly stay single forever, and not worry about finding a companion to take with to my championships, sheesh.
Despite also earning dual BAs, I’ve found I’m very dissatisfied with my lack of a career—I’ve only ever held jobs, instead, which I was lucky to get—that, though steady, have proven incredibly tedious and dead-end, a fact I’m eager to change. The problem is, being a woman living with lifelong severe vision-loss, too, most of my personal difficulties have simply been chocked up to having blindness, hence Asperger’s never coming up as a separate diagnosis, until I began seeking more definitive answers, on my own.
So, I drown my sorrows in my solid Christian faith, and in competitive chess, which allows me to at least experience some semblance of success, having been a 5-time national champion and even an Olympian, in recent years, playing abroad for the United States. It would be nice, though, not to have to always travel alone, so, here I am. I suppose it would be neat finding a math professor-type to get to know, who might also enjoy sharing my chess adventures, but my luck, even making friends, so far, is nuclear. In other words, 100% of the time thus far, any guy remotely interested in me, whether as a date or just a friend, has been total garbage (as in not worth knowing, due to severe mental illness or a secret raging drug addiction he failed to mention, making him mentally unstable and/or a dangerous felon), or just a deadbeat refusing to work at all, expecting me to support him, etc. I mean, if that’s all there is to look forward to in others, I’ll gladly stay single forever, and not worry about finding a companion to take with to my championships, sheesh.
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