AnonymissMadchen wrote:
1) Is it easier for Autistic girls to find a boyfriend than it is for Autistic boys to find a girlfriend?
Yes. A girl need only make herself attractive and go to a place where she can expect to get hit on. A guy has to take all the risk in initiating the relationship. That is extremely difficult for aspie guys and any rejection at all only further corrodes the ability for him to trust that there might be one girl out there that would say yes.
AnonymissMadchen wrote:
2) How old were you when you first had a girlfriend/boyfriend?
I suppose it depends on your definition of GF. I'm asexual, so relationships don't work the same for me.
My parents tell me that the first time I met my first girlfriend from the neighborhood was when I was about 2 years old. They said that we walked up to each other on the sidewalk, dropped our respective diapers and then hugged each other. We were really close until I was about 10 or so. We were both naked together numerous times during that period and she made me kiss her and other physical stuff like that. She was really horny. I really didn't like kissing. I was naked in front of her when I had my first erection in front of a girl. She giggled so loud that I think I still have a complex about it to this day. There wasn't anything wrong with it, it was just the first time she had seen that happen. Of course, being that I was only 6 years old, I just assumed that there was something wrong with me because none of her parts had that problem.
I had three more neighborhood girlfriends until I was about 12. The last one kept wanting to have sex all the time, but couldn't understand why I didn't. In retrospect, I think she may have thought I was seeing another girl or something because she broke up with me because of the sex thing.
When I was 12, I made my first guy friend from school. I never got along with any of the guys in the neighborhood. Although some girls from school expressed interest, I never had any relationships with any of them.
The first time I ever had a serious relationship was when I was about 21. I guess you could call it serious because we kept fondling each others tonsils with our tongues every time we met. There was even some talk of marriage before I dumped her because despite all the frenching, I didn't love her. I regret now that I didn't give it more time to develop.