All these recent posts are so emotional to read - so exactly my experience and therefore reassuring, but painful to know that there are so many others suffering the same thing. I've spent the last few weeks reading everything in all the six AS threads from the last four years - so much wonderful stuff to read to make me realise I'm not going crazy here all by myself. I could repeat everything that's been said - lonelier with him than when on my own, feeling life is pointless, the inner me crumbling away into almost nothing, feeling like I've wasted 20 years (well, at least 20 unhappy years in a 30-year marriage) and complete emotional emptiness: from receiving no emotional support from him, and from having only superficial friends because we never ever invite anyone, ever, back to our house. Socialising is not high on the list... I have only told one friend about what I think is going on (he is undiagnosed, but fits so many tick boxes - I won't list them all out here) so I'm crying out for support but people are so busy and don't realise that my apparently successful and blissful existence is anything but. I find it hard to ask if we can meet not just for a coffee but because I'm falling apart and I need someone to listen. I've been so resilient and stoic for so long that running out of oomph is really hard. I only started working out what I think is causing all our issues within the last year, so how could it have taken me this long to get to this point?
May I ask a couple of questions: if your husband doesn't fully agree with your thoughts that he is on the spectrum, and certainly doesn't yet want to tell his family what thoughts I'm having (as he says they are definitely my thoughts, not his), then is it reasonable, in your view, that I start telling even just a few friends who are joint friends? And, then, what do you think about telling your own kids, who are older teenagers? They made various comments for several years when they were a bit younger about their "weird" dad (their words, not mine). I'm so despondent that they've seen a pretty dysfunctional role model of a marriage all these years, and I don't want them to think it's normal, but if he doesn't want to tell his family, how much should I respect that and not tell my own children (they are his too)? I would never talk about him disparagingly, but make it clear that there is no blame, it's just what I believe neurodiversity has done to this marriage.
Everybody struggles with the empty nest syndrome, but the thought of my younger one going off to university fills me with more dread than words can describe. At the moment, I'm just not sure how to get to a place where I can rationally consider the future.
Phew, that sounds pretty negative on reading back! I do have happier moments too, honest. But, if you've got this far, thanks for reading it, warts and all (the post's warts, of course)! Hope it's ok for me to join you all. :)