In my experience, being #ActuallyAutistic affects relationships in an extremely challenging way. Lately, I’ve realized that there have been AT LEAST two kinds of people in my life.
There are those who found me deficient but either cute/nice and/or very useful. And then there are those who saw me as different, but smart & with many qualities.
The former were/are often condescending to me in their relationships with me, but because I like(d) the fact that they like(d) me, I felt that they were good friends, while in fact, they were toxic and took advantage of me.
The latter gave me allowances for my differences, gave me adequate responsibilities and challenges, provided me with support and accommodations, and allowed me to survive and grow.
It can be hard for an autistic person to sort these kinds of things out. But it’s a huge and critical difference.
I’m trying to weed out the former and to not make these friendships anymore. But it’s difficult bc such people are drawn to me, consciously for abusers & subconsciously for those with lots of psychological baggage (much more than “carry on” - if this baggage were real, they’d need a second aircraft just for the it.)
I often feel guilty for breaking up relationships w the former.
Pic: me by a blooming aloe. Plants are 1 of my #IntenseInterests.