I rarely take part in discussions, but this has been a very enlightening topic. I was diagnosed with Aspergers at age 60. Sometimes I doubt the diagnosis, but then I run across something here with which I really identify. This is one such topic. In treatment for drugs and alcohol I was diagnosed as a potentially violent sociopath. I did not question the diagnosis. The evidence was apparent. I had a horrible rage problem. My chemical solution was marijuana. I grew up in an extremely violent alcoholic family in the middle of a very dangerous neighborhood. I adapted to my surroundings very well. It wasn't a loving environment. I became a user of people and a lover of things.
It wasn't until I was speaking at an AA meeting that a fellow Aspie alcoholic told me to consider another option to the one I had been given in treatment. Thus began a new phase of my life in recovery. Aspergers accounted for many oddities that I could not explain or accept. It was the last piece of the puzzle in the mysterious enigma that compiled the paradox that is my life.
In the AA fellowship I was showered with uncomfortable, unconditional love. I soon became comfortable with feeling uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable for two reasons. Unconditional love was a new concept to me. I had never felt accepted as I was, and I knew I did not feel for my fellow AA's the way they felt for me. Only when I started helping newcomers did I experience a semblance of unconditional love. In helping others I developed a new relationship with love that is based on loving actions, not loving feelings.
I do not have a great emotional capacity for love. I do not bond with people, nor do I miss them when they are not there. In my relationship with unconditional love I can see the shortcomings of other types of love, and understand why they could not remedy what ailed me. The love I did not receive in my formative childhood could only be found in a relationship void of judgment and expectations. I now feel very comfortable with unconditional love, and this has opened me up to romantic love. I am in love with one of my coworkers and she with me. Unfortunately, she is married with two kids. Thus the conundrum of loving feelings versus loving actions.
I was taught in AA to live by principles, so in this case I have chosen the loving action and leave my love in a unrequited state. It is a difficult road to traverse, but this is very familiar territory for me. I elicit very strong feelings of love, compassion and attachment from other people. This actually annoys me because they think their feelings entitle them to a place in my life. I know it confuses them when O don't allow it, but to come into my sphere of influence is even more confusing. Therefore, the loving action for both parties is a boundary between me and them thst I control.
In my newfound relationship with love is a newfound love for myself that has grown over the self-loathing I developed in my alcoholism and addiction. Martin Luther King Jr. said love is the only force that can turn an enemy into a friend. How true! My fellow AA's loved me until I could love myself. Today I am a friend to the former enemy in me. I do not take this gift lightly.
AA taught me to do small things with great love. They taught me that to act lovingly was to seek not to be understood, but to understand; seek not to be comfort but to comfort; seek not to be forgiven, but to forgive; seek not to be love, but to love, for it is in giving these things that we facilitate love in the world about us until love consumes us and makes us complete and wholly lovable."
It wasn't until I was speaking at an AA meeting that a fellow Aspie alcoholic told me to consider another option to the one I had been given in treatment. Thus began a new phase of my life in recovery. Aspergers accounted for many oddities that I could not explain or accept. It was the last piece of the puzzle in the mysterious enigma that compiled the paradox that is my life.
In the AA fellowship I was showered with uncomfortable, unconditional love. I soon became comfortable with feeling uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable for two reasons. Unconditional love was a new concept to me. I had never felt accepted as I was, and I knew I did not feel for my fellow AA's the way they felt for me. Only when I started helping newcomers did I experience a semblance of unconditional love. In helping others I developed a new relationship with love that is based on loving actions, not loving feelings.
I do not have a great emotional capacity for love. I do not bond with people, nor do I miss them when they are not there. In my relationship with unconditional love I can see the shortcomings of other types of love, and understand why they could not remedy what ailed me. The love I did not receive in my formative childhood could only be found in a relationship void of judgment and expectations. I now feel very comfortable with unconditional love, and this has opened me up to romantic love. I am in love with one of my coworkers and she with me. Unfortunately, she is married with two kids. Thus the conundrum of loving feelings versus loving actions.
I was taught in AA to live by principles, so in this case I have chosen the loving action and leave my love in a unrequited state. It is a difficult road to traverse, but this is very familiar territory for me. I elicit very strong feelings of love, compassion and attachment from other people. This actually annoys me because they think their feelings entitle them to a place in my life. I know it confuses them when O don't allow it, but to come into my sphere of influence is even more confusing. Therefore, the loving action for both parties is a boundary between me and them thst I control.
In my newfound relationship with love is a newfound love for myself that has grown over the self-loathing I developed in my alcoholism and addiction. Martin Luther King Jr. said love is the only force that can turn an enemy into a friend. How true! My fellow AA's loved me until I could love myself. Today I am a friend to the former enemy in me. I do not take this gift lightly.
AA taught me to do small things with great love. They taught me that to act lovingly was to seek not to be understood, but to understand; seek not to be comfort but to comfort; seek not to be forgiven, but to forgive; seek not to be love, but to love, for it is in giving these things that we facilitate love in the world about us until love consumes us and makes us complete and wholly lovable."