I’m wondering if it’s actual possible! I’m in my late thirties and through the diagnosis of my children with ASD, I’ve come to learn a fair bit about it and realised I have it as well. It’s been quite fascinating to reframe everything through the lens of ASD and suddenly everything makes perfect sense, and it’s given me a degree of comfort to know why I do certain things.
My relationship history is terrible, and now I understand that may largely be due to ASD. Communication problems, intimacy problems, me being off in my own little world rather than present in a relationship. Also being too trusting of wrong uns because I take things at face value and am not good at understanding deception.
I have reluctantly come to accept that I will never get married, and probably never cohabit with anyone. This makes me sad in one sense, but on the other hand I’m happiest in my own company, so maybe it’s for the best.
I have been with my current (NT) boyfriend for nearly 2 years. He also likes his own space and we don’t live together. He is very kind and does a lot to help me, and I do love him. But there are intimacy problems, he doesn’t feel I show enough of it, which he feels he needs, and I don’t (can’t?) do intimacy. As a result of this, we don’t really have sex anymore, maybe a handful of times in the last 6 months. It’s a bit of a stalemate because he wants intimacy I can’t give him in order for that to lead to sex. I want sex but can’t do intimacy. I feel bad for him because I know he gets sad about this, but I do try to do little things to show him I love him (which actually sometimes make him cry as he knows how unnatural this is for me!).
We seem to be drifting off in different directions. He has said occasionally that if he left I wouldn’t really care...and in a way he’s right. I would be sad and I’d find it very hard if he was with someone else, but at the same time I’d be back in my comfort zone of not having to worry about someone else’s feelings, and being by myself again. I don’t want that to be my comfort zone, but it is, that’s how I’m wired. It upsets me that I’m hurting him and I’m wondering if I should set him free to find someone who isn’t so fucking weird.
Does this situation resonate with anyone else? Should I make peace with the fact that I’m probably going to be old and lonely (except for animals...I find them a lot easier than people)?