Hello all,
as for my first real thread here, I would like to discuss with you an issue that is very pressing for me at the moment. I feel agonizing anxiety over this, and just won't stop beating myself up in my head about it. But before I do so, I feel like I need to lay a little foundation and give you all some background info on my situation. Please pardon me if I am presenting to you a boring wall of text, or rambling.
I'm 19 years old and am a Freshman at a college in New England. I am officially diagnosed with Asperger's, and I can confirm that I've struggled with being a social cockroach (as I like to word it) my whole life. I will say, though, that my grip on social skills has gotten better over time, but I'm still a bit of an outcast. (In a way, that's how I like it, but that's another topic for another day.) I have had a total of two romantic relationships in my whole life, to give you all an idea of how pathetic I am. Both of them ended through no fault of my own. Also, in middle and high school, I've been considered a "creeper" by girls who I liked. I feel like my experience is that for me to admit I like someone is suicide because of all the backlash I've gotten in the past. Thankfully, like I said, those days are behind me. But some of the pain of that era still remains.
So, my current situation is with this girl in my classes on three out of the five days of my academic week. I met her back in late August of last year at a program orientation day. I'm not exactly a big believer in "love at first sight", but I do believe that you can have gut instincts that can foreshadow how you truly feel about someone. Like, when you see them, you're just emotionally attracted to their mannerisms, the way they speak, their words. Those all can be good indicators. Well, I definitely felt those for this girl. So I struck up a conversation with her, she gave me her telephone number and we texted and got to know each other real well. She opened up to me about some stuff I'm pretty sure she wouldn't tell just anyone, such as her experiences with stalkers and all that stuff. She, like myself, is socially awkward and has anxiety in some public situations. We hit it off great and all. All while this was happening, my interest in her grows. One day I propose that we go out, just do something light-hearted and fun together. Due to a comedy of errors and several failures of communication (or, more likely, just her purposefully avoiding me), we kept pushing the date back further and further.
The situation, as it stands, is that we're still friends and all. I just want so much more. I've tried telling her that before, but it backfires. I feel like she's aware that I care deeply about her, but she's oblivious to how. If she wanted to hang out or do something with me, I would be elated.
I need this beautiful individual in my life. I've been trampled all over and stabbed in the back by so many. I am envious of the wonderful relationships others have, I feel like my turn for one is long overdue. And I'm dead-set on this particular person. Please don't think I'm some kind of crazy stalker or anything like that, like so many other people have assumed about me. I have legitimate feelings. I want to share them with her. I want to heal myself in her presence. I don't even care about sex, that comes as a distant second. I know you can't force love on the unwilling, but I would give anything for her to feel the same way as I do. Again, I'm sorry if I feel these emotions so strongly, but this is occupying much of my waking moments.
Now I know why they call it a crush. It crushes your soul.
What advice can you offer me?
as for my first real thread here, I would like to discuss with you an issue that is very pressing for me at the moment. I feel agonizing anxiety over this, and just won't stop beating myself up in my head about it. But before I do so, I feel like I need to lay a little foundation and give you all some background info on my situation. Please pardon me if I am presenting to you a boring wall of text, or rambling.
I'm 19 years old and am a Freshman at a college in New England. I am officially diagnosed with Asperger's, and I can confirm that I've struggled with being a social cockroach (as I like to word it) my whole life. I will say, though, that my grip on social skills has gotten better over time, but I'm still a bit of an outcast. (In a way, that's how I like it, but that's another topic for another day.) I have had a total of two romantic relationships in my whole life, to give you all an idea of how pathetic I am. Both of them ended through no fault of my own. Also, in middle and high school, I've been considered a "creeper" by girls who I liked. I feel like my experience is that for me to admit I like someone is suicide because of all the backlash I've gotten in the past. Thankfully, like I said, those days are behind me. But some of the pain of that era still remains.
So, my current situation is with this girl in my classes on three out of the five days of my academic week. I met her back in late August of last year at a program orientation day. I'm not exactly a big believer in "love at first sight", but I do believe that you can have gut instincts that can foreshadow how you truly feel about someone. Like, when you see them, you're just emotionally attracted to their mannerisms, the way they speak, their words. Those all can be good indicators. Well, I definitely felt those for this girl. So I struck up a conversation with her, she gave me her telephone number and we texted and got to know each other real well. She opened up to me about some stuff I'm pretty sure she wouldn't tell just anyone, such as her experiences with stalkers and all that stuff. She, like myself, is socially awkward and has anxiety in some public situations. We hit it off great and all. All while this was happening, my interest in her grows. One day I propose that we go out, just do something light-hearted and fun together. Due to a comedy of errors and several failures of communication (or, more likely, just her purposefully avoiding me), we kept pushing the date back further and further.
The situation, as it stands, is that we're still friends and all. I just want so much more. I've tried telling her that before, but it backfires. I feel like she's aware that I care deeply about her, but she's oblivious to how. If she wanted to hang out or do something with me, I would be elated.
I need this beautiful individual in my life. I've been trampled all over and stabbed in the back by so many. I am envious of the wonderful relationships others have, I feel like my turn for one is long overdue. And I'm dead-set on this particular person. Please don't think I'm some kind of crazy stalker or anything like that, like so many other people have assumed about me. I have legitimate feelings. I want to share them with her. I want to heal myself in her presence. I don't even care about sex, that comes as a distant second. I know you can't force love on the unwilling, but I would give anything for her to feel the same way as I do. Again, I'm sorry if I feel these emotions so strongly, but this is occupying much of my waking moments.
Now I know why they call it a crush. It crushes your soul.
What advice can you offer me?