Feeling abandoned by brothers/sisters?

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I am in middle school and learning what it is like to live with Asperger's. My family is aware, but they don't seem to understand very much. My little brother ostracizes me by calling me a sasquatch and calls me a freak and Asperger's boy as well. Have you felt abandoned by your family and friends because of your Asperger's?

My older brother doesn't care for me. In my "frankly autistic" period (i.e., toddlerhood, early childhood), I used to break lots of his things. He bears a grudge for this to this day. He also remember, when I was 12, that I ate the entire can of spaghetti-o's which were meant for both of us for dinner.

Maybe you could try talking to your parents and asking them to tell your brother to stop.

One sister resented me from the day I was born (just for being born) and was a bad experience my whole life. I was bullied by her, in our home, and our mother never stopped it. I had a terrible childhood not just because of my issues (which were never diagnosed then, it was the 1960s) but additionally because of that one sister. She was a miserable experience for me.

When our mother died when we were in our twenties, it was like she felt free to finally dump any contact with me. Given that we had a horrible relationship the entire time we knew each other, I'm better off without her anyway, so it's no big thing.

Another sister was okay but then followed suit.

My brother never got mixed up in the drama and always still spoke to me ...... if I made the call or wrote the letter. But he's completely indifferent. No contact, not from drama like the sisters, but from sheer failure to care. He is totally neutral and my impression is he just doesn't care if he hears from me or has a relationship with me or not.

So I've chosen "not" to save my own heartache. I actually really like my brother as a person -- but he just doesn't even give a thought to me. On our last conversation, about fourteen years ago, he admitted that one of his friends criticized him for never being in touch with me and never visiting me.

My siblings might as well be dead as they're just not in my life and they don't give a sh!t about me.

That stings but I have to live my life thinking well screw you anyway. I have to not care. And I'm truly better off without them if this is what they're like. Our parents are deceased and my siblings all still have each other, and yes that hurts. I'm the only one out in the cold.

I have greatnieces and nephews I've never met. My nieces have kids I've never known. I have to not care.

Bird in Flight....your brother sounds Aspie to me! It's not that he doesn't care...it's possible he doesn't know how to show it.

Hi kraftie; thanks for putting that suggestion to me -- I have wondered about that too. There are aspects of my brother that have made me think about his possibly being on the spectrum.

However, he still keeps in close contact with my sisters, of his own volition/mutual invitations, in a proactive way that he doesn't display to me...so...even though he may indeed be on the spectrum, he seems to have no difficulty proactively making sure he stays in touch with the others. Sadly I have to conclude that it really is just me he's indifferent to staying in touch with.

All my siblings disliked the problems I brought to the family because of my challenging behavior when younger. I think when our parents died they all, in their different styles, just wanted to see the back of me.

Thank you for reading and responding to me though. What you say may have some reality for other reasons, certainly.

My relatives abandoned me long before Asperger's Syndrome was recognized by the World Health Organization in 1992.

I first felt abandoned by my sister when I was in Grade 8 and she was in Grade 6. The two of us were growing in two different directions. I was enamoured by the Mid 1960s and she was enthralled with the popular culture and trends of the day. I was an embarrassment to her, and I thought she was turning out to be a snot, just like my fashionable same-sex peers in 8th Grade. I already had gender issues, but that only amplified them. I made a promise to myself that I would never turn out to be like her, or anybody else between the ages 11 and 18 who was my birth gender. That put a huge wedge between us. I guess that we both sort of abandoned each other.

Now I'm trying to reconnect with her, but she laughs at every attempt that I make, not realizing that it's taking me a lot of nerve and effort to do so.