I was diagnosed privately 18 months ago at the age of 35. Any delays in education was put down to being a premature twin. I have always felt 'different' but didn't know why.
I read every self help book I could as a young adult and to this day, when I am stressed I go overboard with the shopping in the hope that it will buy me a new, better me.
When I found out about my disability, my psycologist told me not to stop my fantasy life as it was my way of stimming. I realised at that point that I fantasise as a way of escaping my reality and that my life will not change.
By some miracle, I have a husband and children. I secretly regret children as I find parenting noisy and a constant invasion of my physical and mental space. They are neurotypical as is my husband. I love them dearly and I try my hardest. My diagnosis was after they were born. I also have an education and a full time job.
However, I am so lonely. I fail at friendships and misjudge or overvalue them. I feel like I'm failing my children because small talk with other parents is so hard. My best friend (male) recently chose another female friend to be 'best woman' partly because I hate giving speeches. It's really hurt me, but I don't feel I can raise it.
After another social failure today, I've had a cry because I've realised I'm not going to 'get better'. My disability is not going away.
I'm sorry. I didn't really have a question I just wanted to post my feelings as I don't know anyone else with ASD. Thanks