I've learned a valuable lesson about myself. On Saturday I went to the movies with a girl who is my friend, whom I like, but whom is not ready to date as she's coming off a broken engagement about three to six months prior.
We had an excellent time, and wound up confiding a lot in each other. I actually revealed my autism to her, and she was very understanding. She made a comment though, which I will get back to in a second.
We walked back to the garage where we had both parked, and she asked me if she could give me a hug. In hindsight I see this was her being respectful of my space given her knowledge of autism. But I misread it, and asked if I could kiss her. She declined and to her credit was incredibly understanding and seemed not at all embarassed or upset.
But I hate myself for doing it all the same. I felt so disrespectful to her. I felt like I put her on the spot and she didn't deserve that. I came away feeling so ashamed, at having gone and ruined a perfectly good outing between friends, because I couldn't keep my damned emotions in check.
And getting to her comment. When I revealed my AS status, she nodded and mentioned that she had noticed things about me, that I did act just a little different. I realize the way she meant it, was from a point of view of understanding, like, "Oh, that explains it," and she has some familiarity with the syndrome.
But all the same, it just hit home a basic fear I have, that no matter how hard I try to act normal and be like everyone else and act charming and outgoing and worldly and not at all weird or abnormal, it still just sneaks out.
I discovered that there is no possible hope for me that I can be anything other than what I am. There is no use trying to be something I'm not, or to try and be more than what I am. There is no one for me, and I'm never going to earn someone's love.
So I'm done. I'm gonna erase my online dating profiles, and stop with all this dating nonsense. Going to avoid all romantic fixation and wear my virginity with a badge of honor, and give it up for no one. Going to rededicate my life to SOMETHING I can manage on my own, and accept a life of solitude, focusing instead on achieving something lasting in another regard, independent of love or women or any of that silly nonsense which I have wasted so much precious time on already, and only wound up hurting other poor women who were just being nice to me but never had any feelings for me beyond pity. Time instead to get busy with the business of living and devoting myself one hundred percent to my work and nothing else, and repress those silly romantic desires deep down until they fade away and I'm free from all these illusions of companionship or love.
Because the honest truth is, very few of us here will ever find love, only people with dishonest motives or people who mean well but would never, ever choose us, because they can do better. We must all find happiness on our terms and reject the idea that love or companionship is the way.
I think this may too be my last posting. I know what I lousy person I've been, and now that I've given up on love for good, maybe I can focus more on being a better human being.