Obsession with people

I get obsessed with people, or rather, women. I fall in love with certain individuals, usually celebrities or successful people. I don't know why this is. I can't talk about it with many people because they might think I am weird or fanatical. I don't have much love in my life, but I crave love. I want someone to be with me, to care for me, a bit like a child that needs looking after. I feel like a child and I crave the same sort of love that a child craves. Can anyone relate to this? I want to be mothered, I want to merge my identity with someone else's, to form a complete whole. I will then feel safe and secure, but also scared - what if they disappear?

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  • The very fact that I found your question is testimony that I have the same situation going on with me.  I remember as young as fourth grade being totally, nearly hitched to a sixth grader long before I knew I was an Aspie.   Now I have found a teacher/mentor whom I am struggling to keep myself from picking up the phone to call her just to talk. She even honored me twice in class in a short time so I feel extra close to her and want to just do "mom" activities with her. Surrogate motherhood

    I do miss that essence of being able to tell my mom whatever is on my mind and having it be accepted and almost honored for its wit.  This mentor fills all the boxes that my mom cannot.  I even had to move away from my mom as the pain of not being able to share my favorite things was of little or no interest to her. 

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  • The very fact that I found your question is testimony that I have the same situation going on with me.  I remember as young as fourth grade being totally, nearly hitched to a sixth grader long before I knew I was an Aspie.   Now I have found a teacher/mentor whom I am struggling to keep myself from picking up the phone to call her just to talk. She even honored me twice in class in a short time so I feel extra close to her and want to just do "mom" activities with her. Surrogate motherhood

    I do miss that essence of being able to tell my mom whatever is on my mind and having it be accepted and almost honored for its wit.  This mentor fills all the boxes that my mom cannot.  I even had to move away from my mom as the pain of not being able to share my favorite things was of little or no interest to her. 

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