Shattered Dreams

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Shattered Dreams,
tell me, what dreams of yours have been shattered in your heart?

For me, I am now 45, all my life I wanted most of all a life mate/love and a family of my own (children)
but alls I ever got was used and taken and broken and rejected by the ladys in my life to the point
I honestly and truely give up.

but in exchange, I got that child.
Rock on.

My dreams along the "happy marriage / kids" line have been shattered too. My first marriage ended in divorce, and my fiance doesn't seem overly thrilled about the prospect of kids (especially...God forbid...ASPIE kids - a prospect I'm actually kinda excited about!). I don't know, I guess I always thought things would go down a little differently, but I guess we have to make the most of what we have, eh?

Don't give up, aspergianmutant. Love finds you when you least expect it.

I hate that, its so untrue, its a copout.
Right now I am more happier knowing I got many good years ahead of me with my child.
at least he wont just up and go away, he is solid in my life, gives me a since of purpose instead of a seemingly hollow life.
Females with aspergers can find men in their lives fairly easy, not always what they want but their there non the less.
males with aspergers on the other hand have a MUCH more dificult time landing a mate.

It actually can happen, sometimes.

But you have a child? That's wonderful. I wish I did, but someday I might.

I am an optimist at heart. Nothing can be shattered...and if it is...to hell with it. God can work miracles, if He wants to.
My hearts is in the process of being re-shuttered right now. After getting my hopes high up that me and my ex might have a chance...for whatever reason it smells like THE END. I am not prepared for it and am currently in..denial. Will work through it, though...what else..

Shattered... a long time ago.

But I've got my son...he makes me smile while he tells me his dreams now, he has sooo many.

If I could only be 9 again just for a day.

Thats the wonderful thing about children,
when its just me and him alone, I can let that big kid in me come out and play with him.
I think thats why I am his fav parent and friend

It gets even better as they get older too.

When I was 17 I dreamt about being with a certain person. When I realised I couldnt have him I dreamt that at least he should be happy in life and find someone else to love him. 13 years later I have found out that he has spent the last 10 years as a heroin addict, with mental health problems, time in prison, time as a prostitute - basically pretty much the worst possible life anyone could have. Why did this have to happen to the person that I loved the most, the quiet, gentle, intelligent, sensitive boy that I knew? I would have given my life for him.

Since then my strongest dream has been to have a child, but now it seems rather far away (but I am only 30, so there are a few more years left).

2 dreams for me. 1 I wanted to become a vet, my mother crushed myself esteem and said I needed to be smart to do it.

I was always loved to draw, and wanted to become a artist or work in the animation industry, my mother always said the drawing is a waist of time.... the weird thing is I draw a weekely webcomice on my site and she saw them and ask 'you drew that stuff?' I said 'yeeeeah? You knew that right?"

My mother always had a part to play in my misery it seems.

I've always wanted a semi-normal home life. I get all the same problems as other people (money tight, car problems, sibling rivelry and such. Fortunately no alcoholism) and on top of that a level of crap no-one should have to endure.

Finally got a job that pays REALLY good money, thought I could finally move out with that or get roommates, be very happy just to claim something as my own. Then reality pisses down upon me and there isn't enough computer work to even buy a weeks worth of groceries. Rather work at a low end restaurant at $9.50 an hour and be guaranteed quality hours than this horrid line of work even if I'm insanely talented at figuring out why your mouse doesn't work every time your neighbor makes coffee.

Thats good to hear you got one of your dreams aspergian, I've always dreamt of having a family of my own some day, at least i used to, i never had a childhood, at least not one i want to remember so i missed out on the whole father / son thing, kind of my way of being able to get that as well except from the other way around, like you though I've had a history of being used, rejected, hurt, backstabbed etc, only in my twenties at the moment mind you but coupled with my generally being suicidal anyway its a hope that died a long time ago with the rest of me. Now i just slog it out everyday to spare the little family i have the upset, to be honest i always thought it was pretty selfish of family members to guilt you into not killing yourself to spare them a few months of upset, when all it does is force you to live a life of torment.

Every dream I had is gone. I got too excited at possibilities and aimed way too high for my talents. Now I'm learning to aim lower, within reach. Maybe this time it'll work.

Maybe aiming too high was the best way to learn what I can do, but it's left me feeling tired and empty.

Getting the child is a winning hand. Put up with the rest.

There are goals outside, and then there is me, in later years I thought more of me, and should have much sooner.

Most are just looking for role playing partners in a dream.

An education formal or informal that makes money, keep it.

My relation with others has mostly been they were looking to replace the services of a parent, be given full sexual gradification, and get even with the world. I quit.

Thinking better of myself just made me more of a target, thinking worse of them works.

A blunt, "What's in it for me," and they have to define themselves as being worth having around.

The meaning of life is making me happy.

So what was your offer?

Every one.

1) letting one of the most important people in my life disappear

2) inability to retrieve that person