I made this profile last night. Today, I woke up feeling..ok. I'm house sitting for my mom, step-dad and my lil brother. I've been here a week.....
Day 1 - My car broke down while I was at work, during my shift some kids were leaning on my car in the parking lot, as I pulled up, one of them started kicking my car. Long story short, I got suspended from my job until April 4th.
Day 2 - I got a ride from my step-sister to the auto shop. The mechanic told me I could pay the 500-700$ to fix it, but, my door was going to fall off in about a month anyways. I bought this car about 4-5 months ago. Wasn't a good day.
Day 3 - I was kind of stuck at my step-sisters house, playing Diablo 3 on the PS3. After I got dropped off at my mom's house, I haven't heard back from my step sister since, and I have no idea why...
Day 4-6 - Spent trying to figure out how to get to where I need to go to buy another car. My roommate, who is also my boss, called and asked me about rent. I told him I was stuck with no vehicle and just needed a ride to the bank. We spoke about 2 sentences the entire time, gave him the rent money, and that was that.
....Now April 1st is the 6th day. After having a bit of a falling out with my mom and step-dad, through text's, it became obvious they "tolerate" me for the uses and services I can provide them free of charge....Call me crazy, I don't take money from my mom. After this I was in a bad way..(still am, honestly - I'm writing this less then 10 minutes after this happened).....I grabbed a knife*, (A knife I remember came to the house when my dad was still alive*) went to the sink, and lined up the vein slice. Realizing I would bleed all over the kitchen, I went up the stairs to lay in the tub and just sleep forever. Half-way up the stairs, someone knocked on the door. No one has knocked the entire week long. It was an across the street neighbor and his daughter/niece/young girl. The mulberries just came in, apparently.
Through some cosmic twist, while I was ranting and raving about my own short comings/failings and general all round "Whine, whine, whine, cry, cry, cry....27yr old BABY" something...somewhere...heard that I wasn't Joshing this time. I'd never been more prepared to do it...still am, though I can't help but feel I had to share this beforehand.
Is this just a cry for attention? for help? Is it that instinctual self preservation behavior trying to kick my butt back into shape? I know I asked "god" for someone to give me a sign not to do it....and knock knock knock..../sigh
I've intentionally sabotaged my own personal relationships with friends, because I had a gun and a bullet, and didn't want people I cared about to get sad when "it finally happens".....Even waited a few years for them to forget about me, to validate my own personal negative ideas, I know how much it hurts to lose someone you really care about, and I didn't want to hurt them that way...But then the gun was given away...and I was too much of a wussy to jump off a building, or "insert plan here?".
/Sighs.....Getting this venom out of my mind and onto some binary 1's and 0's helps. But it's a band-aid on a broken bone. It never got set right, and I honestly doubt it ever will be set right.
..../facepalm
Is it strange that I want to yell at myself to get over it? Man the F*(&^ up and BE A MAN? AM I THAT PISSED OFF AT MYSELF!? Do I even have AS or am I just "faking" it? So much frustrated rage....I'm shaking right now..
Hit the submit button, you %ussy.
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Your AQ Test Score is: 29
Your Aspie score: 158 of 200
Your neurotypical (non-autistic) score: 65 of 200
You are very likely an Aspie