Dating autistic women

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Well if I didn't just go and find one.
Two days chatting and I'm still afloat.
I had a chance to meet her yesterday but held off, mainly because the invitation was half hearted, probably because I was moving too fast.
I don't want to blow this no matter how high maintenance she might be.
I'm curious about the need to filter her pics so hard when she's drop dead gorgeous without.

I'm going insane waiting for her to wake up.
I think I'll tell her I'm habitually awake at sparrowfart.

Well, I'm autistic and asexual. I have dated hetero and bisexual autistic women and if I am going to be completely honest- the experiences were worse than the neurotypicals I've dated. One decided to yell at and berate me for "not doing enough" when I was working my ASS off at the time and, yes, it made me depressed and stressed. Then, she had the f*****g gall to ask me "if I still loved her" when I was clearly and explicitly trying to break up with her because I didn't need negativity on top of negativity.

The other one was worse. Verbal abuse out the ass and would call me fat when she weighed far more than I did. Always wanted to pick a fight about politics too, although to be fair, I was definitely transitioning from being left wing to more right wing. I saw her on Tinder recently and her PFP is still one of her wearing MY jack skellington hat. *facepalm*

I SO screwed up that attempt.
Why didn't I just accept what she offered?
Everyone tells me "women aren't just after sex, they want a relationship"
So I thought her no strings conversation was bait and said I needed a little companionship too.
Trying to explain why apparently made me "less solid".


Another Lightspeed faceplant.

^ What did she offer exactly again? Not following.

After I made a joke about her needing a 420 daddy, she said she found the idea interesting and queried what would be required for how long and for how much.
During these talks I realised that she's socially anxious and pretty reclusive. She only meets new people at her house.
When I offered weed just for smoking with me for a week, she freaked at the time required overall and asked what I wanted in 20 minutes.

It was only later that I had the epiphany and realised escorts don't advertise in phone books anymore, and that women on dating apps who tune their profile pictures to win thumbnail comparisons and appeal to the widest age range are probably working girls.

We were just changing currencies.

Still kicking myself for my stupidity.

I do feel she wasn't NT. She had a tendency to slip into text speak but she inherently grasped other examples of my oddity and at one point sprang into an eloquent ramble about public transport, but I'm just guessing.
She struck me as being in difficult circumstances through a lifetime of difference and was estranged from her kids.
I thought a disconnected relationship could be beneficial to both of us if any of my suspicions were remotely close. Then the transactional thing started and I wasn't in the least surprised given the way she seemed to think.

Guess I'll never know, (although she thoughtlessly gave me enough extraneous detail to make finding her easy... if I thought she wanted me to.)