I do this at times to get people off my back and set the record straight although I really do hate this kind of behavior in myself. Here are two good examples that are actually rather similar in nature:
1982-1983 - I deeply loved a guy (I am Aspie AND gay, but deeply distrust the deception of the gay community) I had known for several years at my remote overseas location. An NT old man name Nugent (most likely also gay) had his sights set on me and was envious that I wanted someone else so he swooped in and very publicly stole my love from me making a point of forcing me to see him going out to have sex with my love each night while I stood there alone. In time these people began distrusting each other and accusing each other of secretly seeing me on the side. Each night there was a round of accusations, followed by sex to prove that nobody had me, followed by a round of apologies between them as I stood there alone and feeling so lonely. It made me sick to my stomach at hearing the news each night that this person apologized or that person apologized when the real reason behind it was that they were not being good enough in their eyes to be MY friend. In the meanwhile my privacy was being invaded as they aggressively sought to prove or disprove the precise details of my own sex life in order to satisfy their envy. One night my love had his night off and Nugent was standing halfway down the bar talking to someone else. There had been another round of such apologies earlier that evening. It was closing time and I saw my golden opportunity to set the record straight. So as I walked towards the door passing right behind Nugent, I let out the loud comment, "he's such a SORRY old toad". Then as I walked on towards the door I bent over double laughing to myself. After returning to my room, I began hearing people passing by outside shouting out, "Nugent is pi**ed off... Nugent is REALLY pi**ed off". The next day when he came to my location he was indeed really steaming, although in time these people regrouped and quickly resumed their abuse of me in my loneliness. Still I took great pride in being able to reverse the tide of things if only for a day or two, although I knew it was not the reality of my own personality and not a behavior that I wanted to persist in me. A year or so later my love met a girl and moved to another country with her with plans of getting married. I made up my differences with Nugent and became simple friends with him once again.
2009-2011 and going on right now - I met a guy whom I could not understand but who treated me like his only friend in this world. I felt an instant connection (not sexual) with him that I could not understand. To make a long story short, he is an Aspie and it was because of my efforts to try to understand him that I realized I was Aspie too, which was later confirmed. Last Spring I fell in love with him with the purest (totally non sexual) feelings of love I have ever known in my life, even surpassing my 1982 love mentioned above. Last Fall he began showing some strong signs of sex interest in me which sparked my own interest... But I cannot even talk to him because he is so strongly avoidant towards all people and profoundly affected communications wise. I think he expected something to happen magically and when it did not happen he began to distrust me. Meanwhile some arrogant jocks moved into my building, one probably gay and began to terrorize me with their efforts to delve into my sex life. There are loud comments spoken about me that often come through the walls. All of this has strongly affected my ability to sleep and perform sexually. Last week I was angry all week and shouting out some highly logical, barbed insults back at them while remaining in a high state of sex need. The idea was to force them to look in the mirror, but they are too blind to see. I went away for the weekend and returned very relaxed with a big smile, which instantly got the attention of two other guys in the parking lot. My anger and shouted insults are gone for now but my high state of need is returning and will continue as an ongoing insult to them. Sadly the effect of my Aspie friend's avoidance has been part of the problem too so I am now forced to no longer allow myself to ever set eyes on him again... unless accidentally as it all began 18 months ago. It is not what I WANT to do at all but is what I absolutely MUST do. The last time I saw my friend he had his head hanging as if he felt guilty over my anger and need but due to his Aspie mindblindness he cannot understand the hurtful effect his avoidance has had on me. I understand that completely since I am only half Aspie. He always did show much more interest in me when I was in a high state of need anyhow (maybe a sign to him that I am not taken) so who knows what will happen. He will probably either forget about me in time or else internalize it and carry it as an emotional scar for the rest of his life, but I can do nothing about it except protect my own sanity. Meanwhile the arrogant jocks continue to do their insensitive thing so I have no qualms at all about insulting them back to exact revenge for their role in destroying what was and still is the most pure love I have ever known in my life... and probably my last since I am 60 years old and typically find one meaningful friend about once every 15 years or so.
I absolutely hate my occasional fits of retribution and insults aimed at people to get them off my back because this does not match my own gentle, withdrawn, sweet nature and is not the image by which I want to be remembered. But people are so cruel that sometimes it becomes the only way to get a few moments of peace and quiet. When you stop to think about it, you could probably say that this is a form of an Aspergers meltdown and for many years at my workplace, groups of very macho guys would actually fear me for it, turning into sniveling cowards rather than having to face me. It still isn't who I want to be and not a trait that I value. This week I have taken on a new more positive outlook about it after a relaxing trip out of town. My outlook is now that if people are going to exclude me from their activities, then in my eyes they are totally irrelevant to me and anything they do simply does not count or matter at all. In other words they do not exist at all because they are not good enough to be MY friend. This kind of brings nice thoughts to mind about one or two movies (and a frequent fantasy of mine) with a theme in which you awaken alone in the world with all the people gone then at some time later happen to encounter one person in the same situation, who happens to be a person whose friendship I want.
Who needs soap operas when we have real life WP?
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