I'll tell you what I don't like. I don't like giving up on someone when they are suffering from substance abuse or depression or struggling with issues related to autism, or anything. I don't know what I would have done if my friends would have deserted me when my husband abandoned me and tried to destroy me, or when I have been deep in despair and depression and eating disorders.
Boundaries are an important issue here, loving someone without becoming an enabler, not judging either. I care much more about this guy than he does me and that's fine, I care for him because he is younger, in a maternal way, I want him to sort himself out and get sober and find a woman his own age. I am not trying to fix him or change him though. I asked him why he needs both alcohol and cannabis. How does it make him feel. He said it quietens his head and his OCD and admitted that it's out of control to some degree.He doesn't drink or use and drive.
He said that he appreciates me not criticising his behaviour and how I stick to my principles without expecting him to do the same. He is drinking less. Cannabis is not something I have a problem with though I don't use it, for autistics I hear it is calming, it is for him.
I am learning to ask him questions, then I can know what he really means, what his intentions are, and he never lies, so that"s a good tool . I also tell him what I like and he really tries to make me happy. He remembers every detail. I told him I like aftershave and now he always wears it. We laugh and play much more together, have fun because I feel less threatened and suspicious.
He opens up his heart to me but I cannot do that yet so he doesn't know that much about me. I am happy that my therapist shows me how I could have misinterpreted his behaviour, then I can go and clarify it with my aspie friend. It is actually a learning process which is challenging because of the combination of his blunt aspie thinking and my fight or flight responses. I respect truthfulness and I need to learn to live with peoples' disapproval or anger or frustration with me, that people can still be on my side yet have these feelings. At the moment it feels like an existential threat because of CPTSD.
I need to change the title of this thread. Not letting go, taking it one step at a time, not toxic, but challenging and confusing, as life in general is. Kraftie is still usually right.
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