I am 27 years old. When I was a kid, in elementary school, I had no friends. Like, not one- I was the kid everyone hated and made fun of. I guess that's pretty normal for an undiagnosed aspie. But I switched schools in the seventh grade and at my new school one girl ventured to be friends with me. For the sake of privacy I'll call her "Helen".
Helen was my first real friend, and I learned a lot about socializing from her- for better and worse. She's really ADHD, but she would never admit it. She introduced me to the man who is now my (common-law) husband when we were 13 years old. Anyway, she can be really annoying, and I know now that I can be too, so we were friends on and off through high school. We were always having these huge fights and then getting back together. I have always thought she would make a horrible mother, for countless reasons. She's just not cut out for it.
After high school, we sort of went our separate ways. She married her high school sweetheart at 21, and I bummed around for a while- I went to university and college, but never finished anything, I smoked pot for a couple of years, and I moved around a bit. About a year before she got married, when I was still smoking weed and getting bad grades at university, she and I were drifting apart. She took me out to lunch one day- picking me up from my parents' place in her boyfriend's car, and offering to pay for lunch for us both, acting very superior. While we waited for our meals at the restaurant, she launched into a diatribe about how I was acting very immature, doing nothing with my life, and being a complete loser, and it was time for me to grow up, etc, etc. I walked out of the restaurant and didn't speak to her for years. I wasn't invited to her wedding.
Fast forward to age 25, and I got together with my husband/boyfriend, and he is still very close friends with her. He was the MC at her wedding. So I had no choice but to try and patch things up with her- or, at least, be CIVIL.
Today, she is in labour with her first child. Her husband is a drunk and although she loves him, she is unhappy with him. She's going to make a complete screw-up of her child. I can't begin to describe how terrible her parenting skills will be. And because she and my husband are such good friends, I am supposed to be happy and excited for her. I'm confused.
In some ways I am happy for her, because I do care about her. Besides, since I learned about AS I am starting to understand why she found me frustrating all those years. However, I don't think that she will ever understand why I find her so frustrating. I want to throttle her every time I see her, and she always has this look on her face like she thinks she's the most put-together, sane, responsible person in the world. She looks down on everyone and it's not justified.
I don't know if I want to meet the baby. I don't even like kids- since my miserable childhood, I have an intense fear and hatred of anyone under about 12 years old. But I have an unbreakable bond with Helen. I will never stop regretting that I missed her wedding, but I know she didn't want me there. I am so confused and upset!