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Ruminating on past friendships

Arashi222

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I know most people with AS tend to have trouble with friendships and relationships. Not only do we have trouble letting anything go but friendships seem to be the hardest even when they obviously at this point you know they were bad. My ex-friend whom I have to work with on regular basis and her friend (who does not work with me) have not been my friends for almost a year in October. But I found that I am still terribly hurt and tonight I was looking at their doll photos...as most of my characters were tied into their dolls in some way. I felt sad and started to cry. I feel like each step forward is like six back. I continue to try so hard to move forward but I wonder why it is that we tend to ruminate so much on what we could have done differently rather than just make it clean cut and walk away. I just can't. I tend to be overly emotional anyway but it's damaged how I see other friends. I am frustrated and sad and hurt and just want to understand. I can't understand why I can't understand. I don't like feeling like I am walking on egg shells at work. I just want to stop ruminating on this friendship so much.

So how many of us ruminate like this?
Does anyone have any advice on how to stop ruminating like this?
Any advice on how to handle seeing the person who has caused said injury?
 
Oh god, I'm always mourning withered friendships. Most of mine die out because the person finds a new group of friends whose personalities really clash with mine and I just find difficult to talk to - I need lots of one-on-one conversations with my friends to keep them close. Either that or they stop making any effort to keep the relationship going, and I feel needy and awkward keeping it alive all by myself.

I usually just remind myself that I was lucky to have the friendship in the first place, and that this isn't the first time I've been between friendships. Maybe just do the bare minimum when you see your ex-friends, like saying hello, and remind yourself that they're someone else now - not the person you were friends with.

I think the reason we obsess over these past friendships is because they're like a scientific project to us. They don't come naturally. Many of us have to test things out and learn what works and what doesn't through practice - just like an NT I suppose - but also through close analysis. Instead of dwelling on your mistakes, perhaps look for an opportunity to do those things right using what you've learnt. There are few things more satisfying than that.

This is what I think, anyway.
 
I know EXACTLY how you feel. There was a kid with whom I was extremely close friends in elementary school, but we turned into bitter enemies because I was too possessive of him. For quite a few years after our friendship ended, I was simply unable to let it go. My stepfather was always getting angry at me for constantly bringing him up. "JUST LET IT GO!!" he'd yell. I'm pretty much over it now, but I will still think of him occasionally (I moved, so I don't see him anymore). I learned a valuable lesson, though: Let your friends have other friends, too.
 
buckyboy14 said:
learned a valuable lesson, though: Let your friends have other friends, too.

I learned that lesson the hard way too. I completely destroyed one of my friendships because I'd always be following the person around, to the point where he'd be hiding from me every recess. I one of the reasons we can be so possessive of friends is because they're as difficult to get for us as boyfriends or girlfriends are to woo for neurotypicals. For me at least, friendship is on that same level of intensity, so I can be very territorial about it.
 
So how many of us ruminate like this?
Does anyone have any advice on how to stop ruminating like this?
Any advice on how to handle seeing the person who has caused said injury?
I tend to form a very strong relationship with one person at a time. After my last two romantic relationships/friendships ended, I had a very difficult time moving forward and letting go. I kept thinking about what I could have done differently and how I regretted some of the things I said. The disruption that these breakups brought to the daily routines I'd become accustomed to was very sad for me. I would think, "If I hadn't done X, I would be playing ping-pong with Y right now." "I remember how Z and I would get together at this time." "Air.. He breathed air." Just kidding about that last one. :P

When I've seen the last person with whom my friendship ended, I remained calm and tried to keep my head clear of unwanted thoughts. And I waited until I was in the solitude and safety of my car to bawl my eyes out.

For me, consciously accepting the reality of the situation on a regular basis helps. "We are no longer friends. It is sad, but I accept this. I am going to move forward with my life. I'm capable of being happy without this person." Also, consciously letting go of the "what if's" and blame help. Other than that, it just takes time. For some of us, lots of time.
 
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I tend to form a very strong relationship with one person at a time. After my last two romantic relationships/friendships ended, I had a very difficult time moving forward and letting go. I kept thinking about what I could have done differently and how I regretted some of the things I said. The disruption that these breakups brought to the daily routines I'd become accustomed to was very sad for me. I would think, "If I hadn't done X, I would be playing ping-pong with Y right now." "I remember how Z and I would get together at this time." "Air.. He breathed air." Just kidding about that last one. :P

When I've seen the last person with whom my friendship ended, I remained calm and tried to keep my head clear of unwanted thoughts. And I waited until I was in the solitude and safety of my car to bawl my eyes out.

For me, consciously accepting the reality of the situation on a regular basis helps. "We are no longer friends. It is sad, but I accept this. I am going to move forward with my life. I'm capable of being happy without this person." Also, consciously letting go of the "what if's" and blame help. Other than that, it just takes time. For some of us, lots of time.

Yah I agree I've been trying. It really doesn't help that I work with her. That she makes a point of hurting me and rubbing my wounds in it. I think every day what I could have done differently but in the end the only thing I can think of is that I didn't tell her about my AS sooner. I waited until I was desperate. to tell her because I thought (silly me for thinking this) but I thought it shouldn't matter if she was truly my friend then she would see that I was just me. But I was wrong. She didn't understand me or want to. I feel inferior to her often. I feel inferior by the dolls I collect. I feel like her's are always better then mine. That I just feel sad because I think of all the things that happened all the stuff I told her that I had never told anyone else and I wonder. I wonder if it was really me that made it end or if it was her because of her issues. Her belief is that if I see counselor then and only then am I worthy of being friends with, if I learn to stop being emotionally abusive (this is what she believes when I ask for help when I don't understand social situations) I wonder why I even care that I can't let it go. My mom is the same way. She tells me all the time let it go. Don't let her bother you at work. But its one thing to be on one side its another to have to live it.
 
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I have gone through f**king hell over the last year of so and it's because of a horrible regret I have that has made my life and my wife's stupidly hard at times. I'll carry this regret to the grave and I hate myself for what's happened. I've lsot two friends over this & the worst part is I have to hear about them regulary as my wife works with her and is best friends with her and her boyfriend. I knew both of them first and was friends with them but now I am the one who has been cast out. My wife is going away with them for the week as of Tuesday and I am dreading it. Not only are we living in my wife's parents house, I am now gonna have to be there alone, with her parents for teh week while she is away with my ex-friends. So, I'm going to be a mess with out my wife and a mess because she gets to go away and have fun with them while I'm at home being alone and counting the moments till she is back.

The only thing that can heal this is time, it sucks but true. Don't do what I do and stay at home, go see friends, may be go away somewhere for a night or two to somewhere different, go see family and such, DO NOT be alone all the time because it will just make it worse and give yourself things to do that will take your mind away from it and remove yourself from things that remind you of them too, if you can.

This may not help, but I'm goign through this at the moment too, I may not be the best help.

Take care, you're no alone!
 
Yep, I'm the same way. Sometimes I look up friends from long ago, but it never works. They have always changed while I haven't
 
Likeyoutome: You are not alone. I wish I could just get away from her...but alas I actually work with her I have to get along with her and be civil even if she isn't civil toward me because her mom also works there. I am sorry to hear that you are in the same boat. Problem two for me is that she got me into my BJD hobby. I love the dolls and while I do hang out with other people....she is on the same forum as me for the BJD's she goes to them meets in the area and has mini meets at her house which I am not uninvited to permanently.

Smith2267: I don't really go look up really old friendships or relationships but this one is still pretty fresh as I have to deal with her every single day. I wish that there was something anything that would make this easier.

I am still wondering if anyone has thoughts on how to deal with it at work. She tries to provoke me. She always blames other people for inability to handle people's anger. I just keep thinking that there is something I could have done to make her understand that what she perceives as being manipulation and emotional abuse is really a lot of my AS stuff ( am not emotionally abusive) I just can't be spontaneous and want to know why someone is doing what they said they would. She would get upset over this. I still don't understand and maybe I never will but I am trying.l
 
Wow, a lot of people have broken friendships.

Tonight I was getting a bit melancholy about one of my ended friendships too. A few months ago I made friends with this girl over the internet and talked to her everyday on Skype. Eventually her boyfriend got too jealous so she stopped talking to me. Now even though I feel a bit betrayed by her, I still miss talking to her. I miss her accent, her facial expressions, etc, etc...

This is new to me; before my friendships just ended gradually, while this one ended suddenly and abruptly.

The thing that keeps me happy is knowing that there are still tons of people out there I can be friends with; losing one friend doesn't mean I have to be lonely forever. :)
 
It has been said that it is not possible to hurt enough, worry enough or be sorry enough about the past to change it. As that is the case, it becomes LOGICAL that the past events be accepted as things that have transpired and now only only serve as reminders of how NOT to repeat a behavior. It becomes an imperative notion to consider current and future endeavors - and how they can be best utilized. We must all learn to give ourselves some "slack," and treat ourselves just as kindly and compassionately as we would treat any of our friends.
 
Its about a week until the anniversary of when they stopped being friends with me. Its sucks. I just want to still be their friends. I miss them. I miss what was before they got mean. I just don't know how to handle this. Its great that my new friends are trying really really hard to make me feel comfy and to take the fear away of it happening again but I sometimes look at my dolls and I get really upset. Because I had such good times with them. Especailly my first doll. I am upset. I think I lost something that one of them gave me for one of my dolls and I can't find it and I need it. It wasn't all bad but it was not good either especially with how they act now.
 
I've been very depressed this year, due to the culmination of a particularly hard midlife crisis, and the thing that really made me hit bottom was the loss of a flash-in-the-pan online friendship.
But to understand this more, I need to go through my whole life of interaction with people.

I had a typical Aspie childhood, where I was weird, and had hard time fitting in (and annoyed adults as well), and this was made worse by the neigbirhood turning ffrom white to black, and black males are expected to act a certain way, but I it was already hard to adapt, and the AS made it worse, but no one understood this.
10-14, I seemed to find a small group of close friends (families were close; the daughter was a "play"-girlfriend), and this became a platform for me to adapt socially, and then I fit in on the outside "block" as well. However, after 14, entering high school, this fell apart, and the girl was more like a sister by that time, and had her own serious boyfriends, and now the brother had gotten into getting high, and was always trying to convince me to try drugs. So that was pretty much gone. New kids were moving around, and everyone was changing at that age, so my silliness was now once again seen as weird ("crazy" and "retarded"). I would even get kids dissing me for no apparent [to me] reason. My parents didn't know what to do with me, and just lectured me blaming all my problems on not having self-esteem. Their constant badgering and cutting dress-downs of my character we "no excuse", along with anything else I said.

So I had no confidence with girls, and pretty much limited myself to this quiet nerdy looking girl (think a black version "Amy" from "Big Bang theory", but with a striking hourglass or pear shape, which is the ultimate body type in the black community), but I did not know how to talk to her (and it was hard to catch up with her, since she basically lived in two places). I basically made a pest of myself, and moved on, but still became obsessed over her. Since she seemed to be the picture of virginal innocence, (but I heard she really wasn't), and I was so insecure that I did not want my first time to be with an experienced girl, this became sort of a complex that I projected onto women, as would figure later. Especially when I had to endure hearing other men's conquest stories. I felt I was being "broken" by life, and came to identify with women being "broken" by men (whether by force, or the average case of the women consenting, but then only being "used", and the guys talking about them like that).

I went off to college, and it was more of the same with peers, and didn't even really try with girls.
I drop out after two years, and at 20, so frustrated with "the world", then adopt a form of Christianity, (which I had previously despised because of all the rules) figuring I had nothing to lose, and maybe God will bring me the perfect wife to make up for all of that. So I go another six years, as home life gets rough with my father's alcoholism flaring up, and him attacking me for not just all my "failures", now, but also now, my beliefs, which I couldn't "prove" (making me all the more frustrated, as I was hoping God would "do something for me").

The movement I Was into at first wasn't orthodox, and I didn't like the control structure, so I never joined. So I hdd rejected "the world", but didn't have any Christian friends either, and of course, no romantic propects. I try the Air Force (And found one male friend that I really clicked with, and there were nice women I was friends with, but being so strict in the Christian "unequally yoked" concept, I never even pursued them), but was so messed up; I was out in 9 months. (And eventually lost contact with my close friend. I did more recently hook up with a couple of them on Facebook).
Eventually, I find one evangelical church or another, but there really weren't any available women, at least not that would like me. One reported me to the pastor as "stalking" her just because I asked to walk with her to where she lived, which was near the bus stop I used to get home. I never even liked her like that, or even bugged her (ironically, she just died of lupus or something like that last month).

I eventually find the person I married, but I was totally a wreck by then, and she had a lot of pain in her own life (especially with a schizophrenic mother). So it's been rough, including financially. I've basically passed on having children, because I can't handle it, especially now that we know about AS (She's been studying to become a psychiatrist, and identified the traits in me. She also got me into temperament theory when she got a license to administer a test).

Temperament theory led me to MBTI type theory, which led me to Jungian psychology, just in time for midlife-crisis, which is really hitting me hard. The internet seemed like the perfect place for me to finally be "somebody", but first, it created conflicts int he marriage, because she felt neglected. Then, when I join debated on subjects like religion, science, and some other interests, I got into some conflicts, and the "strong" persona (making up for all the face-to-face "weakness") started to crack, most notably with this type "expert" who felt I was invading her turf (actually someone else's listserve) with my ideas.

Someone getting pregnant really got me depressed, and it looked strange to my wife, though this was just my own complex flaring up. (I basically wished I could be a girl who would "buck the system" of male conquest, and was trying to live this out vicariously through women, so I hoped they would not "give it up" to men; and this freaks her out as well).
Again, the Jungian stuff I was learning thankfully explained all of it. It's called "anima projection". (Though my wife is not Jungian, which is viewd with suspicion in most Christian circles, so it doesn't make her feel any better).
I just finished reading this Jungian book Living Your Unlived Life: Coping with Unrealized Dreams and Fulfilling Your Purpose in the Second Half of Life: Robert A. Johnson, Jerry Ruhl: 9781585426997: Amazon.com: Books which points out that whatever is "unlived" comes to the surface and demands some sort of fulfillment, especially in midlife. And the anima is the embodiment of all that the ego cannot contain, including the sense of the opposite gender, and "life" itself. That's why we fall in love with the opposite gender, and see them as everything (I'm not sure how it works for GLBT people).
So that has been what's been happening.

[cont.]
 
[cont]
If this is at all helpful, I was thinking that it might be worth starting a thread about the situation here, only if talking about it is something you feel up to, you may end up with some good advice.
Might as well take up this offer, figuring it would fit in this thread.

So last winter, I see this person on YouTube who had a very striking body shape, and begin watching the videos, which were by then over 100. I find she is very interesting, as she began the vlog chronicling her own personal journeys, and then people begin sending in topic requests, which she covered. She turned out to be a bisexual, who leaned toward women, and had never gone all the way with a man. That was like "wow!"; for someone with a body like that, and "streetwise" on top of it, to be "unconquered", as I call it. Most women like that have been "used" by dozens of men and have a bunch of children by them. So that was the [first] hook for me.

While many fans are only looking at her physically, I came to admire her personality. She also has DDNOS, where she has these other personalities, but can remember them (where full-blown DID loses memory from one personality to the other). The main persona doing the videos is extremely friendly, open and inviting. But since it was not DID, I wondered if it might be explainable through Jungian concepts (shadow archetypes, etc), and saw the video persona, or another, similar one as the likely "real" person.
So I took the chance of sending a message on Facebook, where I even confided a lot of this stuff I am sharing here; explaining why I thought she was so interesting. I didn't know what to expect; but lo and behold, she was so moved, because I had obviously watched a lot of the videos and knew so much about her, and was obviously listening to her and not just drooling like other men. So that was the second hook.
I kept asking her if anything I was saying seemed weird,and she kept saying it wasn't at all! So I felt I could talk about anything! It was like "WOW; no boundaries!", which of course I always had problems with, with people.

I had not expected someone who looks like that, and was a tough "street" person, to like me so much and completely accept me.SO I was very attached. So we become friends, carrying on a private conversation, as well as me posting comments on YT and the FB wall.

Occasionally, the other personalities would come out, and some of them are totally opposite; more suspicious and avoidant. Like the an afro centric personality thought I was anti-black when I discussed how I had a hard time fitting in when the neighborhood changed. And when I mentioned typology, she feared I might be using her as a "science project experiment". Things would be going along well, but then all of a sudden, all of this stuff over several weeks would come up as confirming these suspicions.

When my wife found out about her, she flipped, assuming the worst, but then cooled down, yet still questioned it. (I've never even flirted with anyone, or done anything else and felt unfairly untrusted). When I argued back, and was saying how I liked her because of how cool a person she was, that was only taken to prove I was too attached, and it was "inappropriate". Now, the person has had this problem with other wives and girlfriends, and mentioned in videos even trying to talk to them about the situation. So I told her about it to see what she would advise, but instead of giving me the benefit other guys got, she just cut me off completely. (Unfriended and blocked on FB, blocked from commenting on YT, but Yahoo and Twitter were kept open. So I tried to fix it on both ends (arguing with my wife, and trying to get the YT girl to forgive me), but everything I did kept making things worse, and proving both of their suspicions. I had just joined this forum, and chose the avatar I did specifically because of that. The last thing she said was that I need to get my wife's "approval" and "acceptance" of the friendship for her to feel "at ease". She said she would unblock me on YT, but not FB, and she finally got around to my topic request, but hadn't unblocked me, and I couldn't even comment on it. I then gave up. She finally finished her nice new web pages, and had said I wouldn't be blocked, but I feel totally unwelcome.

THe whole "approval" thing makes me feel like a child, and both of them tell me "[she/I] was just someone online, why can't you just move on", but both of them are very sociable and can make friends easily, while I can't. So it was just totally unfair. They have me in a total double-bind by their strong feelings about each other.

So after all else I have gone though with people, I feel like I've just about had it, (which again, makes it look like I was just "too attached". But it's a whole pattern, hence why I include my whole story here).

Working through this in counseling, and studying the Jungian concepts, I realize that she represented several aspects of the "unlived life". I had totally rejected the non-Christian "world", particularly the tough urban black "street" culture, because I felt it had rejected me. Now, I longed to connect with it, and finding someone like that who seemed to accept me really clicked or resonated, and seemed to almost "make up" for teens. I married a "nice girl", fearing "bad" girls. I felt "broken" and totally emasculated as a man in "a man's world". Here's a girl who attracts the toughest guys, but never been "broken" so to speak, or "conquered" by them, and then shuts them out if they cross a line. She also seems to know how to have fun with her friends or just "doing her thing" online. I rarely did. She was a woman who was attractive and charming. I was a man who failed at what was expected from men in the culture, and from all my loved ones.

And just the feeling of being so accepted, then so rejected, once again. And also, that it seemed I was able to give something to another "oddball" in the world who was misunderstood and frustrated by people like I was; but now I'm rejected even by the oddball!

So this person seems to embody every aspect of the "unlived life", that as my father warned, would "pass me by". (And he died last winter, also, and my wife thingks that's affecting me, but it actually seems to be dwarfed by everything else in my life, that's been coming to a head). Again, my wife understands this. But it still "proves" it was "inappropriate".

So I do not know what to do. She even caused me to finally get over the girl from teens, but has now replaced her as a new "rejection" (And this as just a friend; I really was not hoping for anything more), but it seems so typically "cruel and unusual" of my life with people. I feel a little bit better from the summer, but every day, I just feel "unfair!"

It feels like the syndrome is a "mark of Cain" that guarantees that things will always be this way with people; I always get the short end of the stick, or the harshest or at least coldest reactions. I'm now looking into "non-dual" ideas a bit, to eliminate feelings of a "deficient self" by minimizing the "separation" of "self" from "others". If self feels inferior, the way to solve that seems to be to do away with the self. This from trying to understand the nature of life better, so I can hope for something better afterward, and that it's not just "nothingness" if God turns out not to be true (since it is by "faith", and can't be proven).

I hope I'm not taking over the thread, but all of this has just been so frustrating.
 
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(I hope I didn't kill the thread with all of that!)

No, we're still here. I'm glad you were able to unload all of that. I'm also far from the stereotypical male, and shameless about it, and have made a real mess of some friendships. I also became estranged from many of my primary school friends during the start of high school, as all the hormones became released, and they were suddenly into crude jokes, girlfriends and wrestling. Fortunately I found some other friends, and for a long time I was part of a really good friendship group, but now they've all split and joined other groups. It's really awkward, because I can't really relate to the new friends they've made, so if I hang out with them, I'm really only talking with one person, and just politely acknowledging the rest.

After a while, the reciprocation in the friendships stopped, and I always feel slightly melancholic when I see them, wishing we were still close. As I've certainly never had any romantic flings, platonic relationships are as deep as mine get, so inviting a schoolmate to my house, or to a movie, or whatever is to me as big a deal as asking out a girl would be most other boys. It does mean, though, that I can talk to girls much more easily than most boys, because I'm not under the pressure of trying to woo them (old fashioned slang, I know, but I like it).

Anyway, in short, most of my close friendships have ended either in me being in a different school, state, country or friendship group to them. Sometimes I think I just don't have the energy to keep them going single-handedly - or without Facebook at least, sometimes I think they forget I exist because I'm not on it.

That said, I still have the unwavering friendship with my cousin, that's been going since we were only a few years old, and a few fellow aspies.
 
I think I'd get along with you really well, Christian. You sound just like me. I've never even been close to having a relationship, and I was never able to keep up with how people change as they get older. I still have a little group of friends with whom I hang out, and it's by far the most friends I've ever had. I couldn't fathom what would happen if the group broke up.
 

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