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I could have been that woman very easily. I have a history of isolating myself for long periods of time, and my friends and family didn't realize it was because I wasn't doing well. I was very good at hiding my Anorexia and Social Anxiety Disorder. Now that they know I'm at risk, they are more insistent that I let them actually see me. My mother and daughter insist on seeing me at least once a week, even if it's just for a coffee. I, on the other hand, am not a good friend because I purposely avoid social interactions with the people who care about me.
Yup, I have a bunch of friends that are weird and funny: a bisexual, two homosexual, a asexual that have social-anxiety, a girl with several depression issues and a childish boy who is hyperactive, I love them.
I am afraid to hang out with people in real life (apart from my best friend). Online, I do fine with people.I do not have any friends, though I have in the past. In recent years my two close friendships were played out almost entirely via instant messenger. They were people i had known in "real life," but the intimacy and real communication was all over im. Sadly when after much pushing to hang out "like normal people" which i put off as long as i could, the magic was just lost.
I turned cold. We would have never become close, never really known eachother, without the internet, but i could also not switch gears and accept them in the context of real life encounters. Its sad but it is what it is.
I could write a goddamn book about it, but will say that we were using eachother, but mine was a much longer and more subtle con than theirs. I extracted their companionship to feed my need to not be alone. I loved them, but i did not respect their feelings or needs. Emotional affair is a way to describe it, and there are some similarities, but really so many differences. It is really quite depressing, they hate me now. I do not blame them but i miss the connection so much. I would do it again i think.