See my partner is the autistic one. But when we were on holiday and got caught up in a festival that we didn't know about the public transport was absolutely rammed like sardines.
I said to him, I can't do this. I don't like enclosed spaces.And as far as I know, i'm not autistic.
Enclosed spaces, especially rammed public transport, makes me panic. Because there's nothing you can do.You can't move and you can't get off your trapped.And I hate that trapped feeling.
Even on my daily commute home from work.If the train is rammed, I will let it go and get the next one.
I wanted to get a taxi and I said, I d pay for it. His autism said he can't get a taxi as he wonders if it will go the right way. I had to give way to the hallowed special autistic person who must always get their way. He can't do taxis, so we have to do what I can't do.
I was the one who had an absolute meltdown on the transport crushed, in like sardines, just because it's what he wanted, because he can't cope with the taxi. He was furious and annoyed with me.For panicking, when I deal with him, panicking on a daily basis.
I don't think autistic people realize how fucking selfish they are sometimes. They can never, ever ever, just give way to their partners needs for once. Everything has to be about them.