whitedragon wrote:
jonk wrote:
We're both on the spectrum. Almost 30 years, now. I've known her, though, since we were little kids. So I can't remember not being friends, to be honest. She's my best friend and we are doing very well.
Awww... Isn't that sweet
It's a long relationship with all the trials, pain, and joy that often goes along with something that has tested you and exposed your weaknesses and yet also helped you find your strengths, too. The result evolves into something deep, meaningful, and valuable. One thing I realized and embraced, is what it means to be a best friend, first, and lover, second. No lines in the sand. Just friends, forever. And to understand that she owes me nothing and that each day she decides to stay with me is a gift. Like holding an open hand and hoping the bird will land and sit there for a moment, and that those moments are given to you only so long as you keep your hand open and never try to close it. She owes me nothing and gives me something wonderful each day I get to be nearby. She is free to make her own choices and I know that I will work to help her, no matter if that carries personal pain or not. I will listen and advise her as a best friend would, not as a lover might, setting aside my wants and sincerely helping her find what is better for her. To be someone she can talk freely to about anything, without judgment, without selfish attempts to control her for my own sake.
It wasn't easy to learn.
Jon