If I learned anything, it’s that dating in the culture I live in is very rough and has made me feel discouraged.
Small wonder. I've always thought that dating itself contrasted in every conceivable way in which I am autistic. To accept the idea that we can comfortably socialize in a situation full of unwritten rules and rituals....that it borders on being preposterous.
It's why long ago I settled for comfortably making friends rather than go through such an ordeal that is contrary to who and what I am. And that on occasion such friendships blossomed into something more. But as always, with no guarantees.