I’m autistic, gay and transgender and my best friend is also autistic and has gay parents (2 dads).
We share everything together and do everything together, I can even tell him about the homophobia and transphobia I go through without having to think it through. He is the best friend I’ve ever had and he is much higher functioning than me (not jealous at all).
Lately, I feel his personality has changed a bit. I also have PDA and I’m trying so hard to help him understand but he denies it. He sometimes patronises me a bit because I can’t face going out with him for a long period of time (staying out late until the early hours of the morning). He tells me I ‘need some encouragement’ like I’m a primary school child.
At one point when I was so distressed (on the verge of an autistic meltdown) I really needed him. Because he was busy at the time, he seemed angry and impatient - I asked if he was angry with me and he said no and ‘I need to STOP’. I was so heartbroken I felt like he was more my teacher than my bestie. He said he feels controlled by me when I’m not controlling him at all.
We had a sexual health nurse come to our inclusive group (which was thankfully informal and not too strict like it was at school and college). I swallowed my pride and asked for advice on LGBT relationships. She denied it and told me I’ll change my mind in 10 years time and said ‘I’ll be pregnant whether I like it or not’. This session was so patronising and pathetic.
My best friend said he’d wish he’d been there to back me up so I then thought he was becoming his old self again. I took him and myself to see the counsellor at my inclusive group then worst came to the worst, he ended up arguing and said I’m definitely controlling.
He gave me a very patronising talk when we were walking; he told me to ‘LISTEN’ like I was some primary school child just because I was guessing what he was going to say. So I did let him talk and even though he kept reassuring me he wasn’t angry with me, I kept saying sorry and I was feeling patronised.
I’m currently staying away from him for the moment but this has scarred me; I have been crying myself to sleep and randomly bursting into tears because of this. Hanging out with other friends doesn’t make a difference in my wellbeing so I feel it will have the same effect on them.
I miss the old him so much.