pelecanus87
Well-Known Member
I will share my story, which honestly weighs on me quite heavily and I carry a lot of shame for. I was awkward on a personal and sexual level, and frankly was taken advantage of in the end. I honestly hope someone reads the whole thing...
Having just turned 29, I had never had a relationship (or had sex) before this girl asked me on a date. I decided to reveal that I have Asperger's beforehand. We went on a couple dates, and the chemistry seemed lukewarm at times, but perhaps worth pursuing. Eventually, after a night of drinking we fooled around a bit. I am VERY physically awkward in an Aspergian way and almost no intimate contact comes natural to me, but this experience went decently well. It would be close to a month before we attempted sex. There didn't seem to be too many opportunities for sex because she had a kid and we both lived with family in small living spaces. I got but could not maintain an erection, so the sex only lasted a couple minutes. I played it off as best I could and it wasn't a huge deal. I figured it was just nerves. However, it happened again about a week later, and this time I had to offer an explanation: I had somewhat recently been taking anti-depressants (which cause erectile dysfunction), which was indeed true and certainly was the cause. She was slightly miffed and apparently felt it was her fault for being unattractive, but the situation still wasn't mortifying...yet.
We seemed to get somewhat closer on a personal level despite the sexual difficulties, but she always kept her distance. Lots of mixed signals. After 3 months of dating, I took her to a wedding as a date. I had been so anxious to tell my mother that I "finally" have a girlfriend, that I suppose I gave the indication that we were "official". At the wedding, my mother apparently introduced her as my girlfriend, which she strongly disliked. This was embarrassing and honestly, I have no legitimate explanation for it. I think perhaps I had planned make things "official" very soon, but later decided against it.
In the next 3 months, the relationship started to become increasingly awkward. She would stay in touch "just enough" to keep things slowly trudging along, but it started to become pretty abnormal how infrequently we saw each other. When we did hang, it was either a)an expensive date b)involved her son or c)both. Anyway, at some point, I told her I was stopping anti-depressants, which would obviously help with sex. I was disappointed and embarrassed to learn that it did not help. There were, at best a few times in which I was able to maintain an erection for a few minutes, but it certainly wasn't "good". On her birthday at the 6 month mark of the relationship, she came over and I failed at sex again. She was irritated. I finally got a prescription for ED just after this, but we never attempted again, despite the relationship trudging along for another 6 weeks.
During this whole relationship, I was constantly spending money on her and her son. It got to the point where I would rarely ever see her unless we were doing something with her son. Not only this, by the end of it, I was only seeing her maybe once a week. It was just odd.
I found out that she began dating someone else about 6 weeks before the relationship was "officially" ended. And actually, she never even told me it was over. I just signed onto Facebook one day and saw that she was "in a relationship". By this time, I had kind of gotten the point anyway, and her best friend had passed away a few weeks before which gave her to perfect excuse to be despondent, but still...she never even told me. The whole thing was just...sad and I feel pathetic about how I conducted myself as well as the way I was treated.
Just literally needed to get this off my chest. Any response or advice would be welcome.
Having just turned 29, I had never had a relationship (or had sex) before this girl asked me on a date. I decided to reveal that I have Asperger's beforehand. We went on a couple dates, and the chemistry seemed lukewarm at times, but perhaps worth pursuing. Eventually, after a night of drinking we fooled around a bit. I am VERY physically awkward in an Aspergian way and almost no intimate contact comes natural to me, but this experience went decently well. It would be close to a month before we attempted sex. There didn't seem to be too many opportunities for sex because she had a kid and we both lived with family in small living spaces. I got but could not maintain an erection, so the sex only lasted a couple minutes. I played it off as best I could and it wasn't a huge deal. I figured it was just nerves. However, it happened again about a week later, and this time I had to offer an explanation: I had somewhat recently been taking anti-depressants (which cause erectile dysfunction), which was indeed true and certainly was the cause. She was slightly miffed and apparently felt it was her fault for being unattractive, but the situation still wasn't mortifying...yet.
We seemed to get somewhat closer on a personal level despite the sexual difficulties, but she always kept her distance. Lots of mixed signals. After 3 months of dating, I took her to a wedding as a date. I had been so anxious to tell my mother that I "finally" have a girlfriend, that I suppose I gave the indication that we were "official". At the wedding, my mother apparently introduced her as my girlfriend, which she strongly disliked. This was embarrassing and honestly, I have no legitimate explanation for it. I think perhaps I had planned make things "official" very soon, but later decided against it.
In the next 3 months, the relationship started to become increasingly awkward. She would stay in touch "just enough" to keep things slowly trudging along, but it started to become pretty abnormal how infrequently we saw each other. When we did hang, it was either a)an expensive date b)involved her son or c)both. Anyway, at some point, I told her I was stopping anti-depressants, which would obviously help with sex. I was disappointed and embarrassed to learn that it did not help. There were, at best a few times in which I was able to maintain an erection for a few minutes, but it certainly wasn't "good". On her birthday at the 6 month mark of the relationship, she came over and I failed at sex again. She was irritated. I finally got a prescription for ED just after this, but we never attempted again, despite the relationship trudging along for another 6 weeks.
During this whole relationship, I was constantly spending money on her and her son. It got to the point where I would rarely ever see her unless we were doing something with her son. Not only this, by the end of it, I was only seeing her maybe once a week. It was just odd.
I found out that she began dating someone else about 6 weeks before the relationship was "officially" ended. And actually, she never even told me it was over. I just signed onto Facebook one day and saw that she was "in a relationship". By this time, I had kind of gotten the point anyway, and her best friend had passed away a few weeks before which gave her to perfect excuse to be despondent, but still...she never even told me. The whole thing was just...sad and I feel pathetic about how I conducted myself as well as the way I was treated.
Just literally needed to get this off my chest. Any response or advice would be welcome.
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